"O God, I could be bounded in a nut shell and count myself a king of infinite space, were it not that I have bad dreams." - Hamlet Act II scene ii
5 March 2014
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So there I was standing in the kitchen of our son's terraced house. Something caught my eye outside in his little urban garden. It was a...
I hope your wife has a very large rolling pin or a cast iron frying pan, and someone to help her lift the patio slabs - hee hee!ReplyDelete
Madam - Your implication that I was in any way thinking about my own wife is most hurtful. Incidentally, I am convinced that your husband will laugh uproariously if he sees this cartoon. YPDelete
Thank you, Yorkshire Pudding: For the first time I find comfort in the fact that I have no brain for the rules of card games. Oh to be a Poker player. Behind a smoke screen.ReplyDelete
Ace of Spade greetings,
Madam - You are surely the Queen of Hearts while I am an an unworthy knave. YPDelete
Sounds like it's all in the game...all you have to do is have a gin; keep a poker face; keep an ace up your sleeve; have some patience and cross that bridge when you come to it; but perhaps learn how to play solitaire...just in case!ReplyDelete
Ha! Ha! That's very clever Lee!Delete