1 October
2012
Monday
morning, funny but windy. A nice day
really but can we trust the weather not to turn wet if we went out on the
scooter? Well, I'm not risking it today. There's nothing to go out for at the moment
so I'm not going out for nothing. Hang
on, yes there is; I need my hair cutting so maybe I will be going out today but
in the car I think, not on the scooter.
So KFC has
won the planning row over building a new outlet where once the Graziers Arms
once stood. It's on a one-way system out
of town that can be busy at peak times; there's no parking available so it has
to be a drive through; and it's around 100 metres from a school! Now why am I not surprised by that? There was a programme on telly not so long
ago about just how many fast food outlets there are close to schools all over
the country. Fast food is not the most
diet friendly food of all is it? Last
time I had a KFC was about 10 years ago and it was running with cooking oil. Not good if you need to watch what you are
eating for health reason.
It seems
that a compromise has been made over the blue wrist bands at the Dorktown Academy. Now there will be a newly designed tie which
the kids can wear one week in every term where fund raising for charity can
take place. There will also be a permanent
memorial for the boy who died. Common
sense sort of prevails I suppose although I can't help but think that there is
an element of face saving on the part of the principle.
We had Kile
over the weekend and as per normal he was very good. We don't know but every so often he goes off
the rails and becomes very naughty. This
lasts for several weeks at a time and his mum gets pretty well shattered when
it happens. Then suddenly it all stops
again and for months on end he is the good boy we had over the weekend. He likes coming to us because Jan has a iPad
and a DS 3D and when he remembers a Wii machine too. Mind you, we have to put with the boy-speak
sound effects when he's playing them.
Any thoughts of me getting any writing done while he's here go out the
window. Feeding him is easy though. He eats a lot better than his dad ever
did. Kile and me normally share a pizza
one day, and on Saturday we had a chicken burger and chips. Last time he was with us we shared a curry and
rice. I bought both a chicken and beef
curry and we had a half n half. Even the
rice we had half n half too. Jan won't
eat curry - ha well ... ... ...
So here's a
photo of Kile then ...
taken at Meadow Hall shopping centre.
And from the
Rochdale Sage ...
A man
joins a very exclusive nudist colony On
his first day there, he takes off his clothes and starts to wander around . A gorgeous petite blonde walks by, and the
man immediately gets an erection. The
woman notices his erection, comes over to him and says, 'Did you
call for me?'
call for me?'
The man
replies, 'No, what do you mean?' She
says, 'You must be new here. Let me explain. It's a rule here that if you get
an erection, it implies you called for me.'
Smiling,
she leads him to the side of the swimming pool, lies down on a towel, eagerly
pulls him to her and happily lets him have his way with her.
The man
continues to explore the colony's facilities. He enters the sauna and, as he
sits down, he farts....
Within
minutes, a huge, hairy man lumbers out of the steam-room toward him, 'Did you
call for me?' says the hairy man.
'No, what
do you mean?' says the newcomer.
'You must
be new,' says the hairy man, 'it's a rule that if you fart, it implies that you
called for me.' The huge man easily spins him around, bends him over a bench
and has his way with him.
The
newcomer staggers back to the colony office, where he is greeted by the
smiling, naked receptionist, 'May I help you?' she says.
The man
yells, 'Here's my membership card. You can have the key back and you can keep
the $500.00 membership fee.'
'But,
Sir,' she replies, 'you've only been here for a few hours. You haven't had the
chance to see all our facilities.'
The man
replies, 'Listen lady, I'm 68 years old. I only get an erection once a month. I
fart 35 times a day
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