Aw. I’m all whiney and moany today. My lubly Hubby is away on business and I’m on a big downer because I had such a lovely day yesterday. Hubby took us out to eat at the gorgeously yummy hotel and golf club where the fab spa is, and we had such a great evening. We haven’t been out en-famille for ages and it was such fun. #2 had a burger, which was about the same size as his head, and made a valiant attempt to eat the lot. #1 had some really yummy fish and chips which was small pieces of fish in a lovely beer batter with a gorgeous dip/sauce thing made of mushy peas. Then when we came home, Big J (multi-talented hole-digger/plumber/carpenter/tiler extraordinaire) popped round. We were supposed to be discussing some work he’s going to do for us but ended up opening a bottle of wine and chatting about all sorts of rubbish until incredibly late. So here, in the spirit of cheering us all up, is a little joke, no doubt originating from the Disreputable one:
A man loses an ear in a terrible accident. Waking in his hospital bed he is shocked when told the bad news by his surgeon, but cheers up when the surgeon tells him that all hope is not lost because a pioneering treatment has just been invented using donor ears from pigs. Feeling a little uncertain, he is reassured by the surgeon that this new groundbreaking treatment has a high success rate and once in place and surgically altered, the pig’s ear is virtually identical to a human ear. He agrees to the surgery and is delighted with his new pig’s ear, which really is indistinguishable from his other ear. He goes back to visit the surgeon for a check-up a month later. ‘So’, the surgeon says, ‘how is your hearing?’ ‘Well’ says the man, ‘it’s not bad, but there’s a little crackling’.



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