The ability to make other people laugh is a precious gift. Laughter is indeed the best medicine and a day without laughter is a sorry one.
Lord knows why but my ability to retain jokes is on a par with that of a dead tree stump. In my life, I have known several people whose brains seem to be filled with remembered jokes. My late brother Paul was an excellent joker and so are my friends Tony and Mike. I guess that as time passes by, jokers gradually hone their skills and learn where and how to insert jokes or funny stories.
But last night at "The Hanmmer and Pincers" quiz, it was my turn to bask fleetingly in the limelight like Ken Dodd or Les Dawson (deceased British comedians).
As James the quizmaster went through the questions the pub was hushed as quiz teams checked their answers. He reached question four and repeated: "What is said to be the lowest form of wit?....The answer is sarcasm. Sarcasm."
Immediately I chuntered, "You must be kidding!" igniting peals of laughter around the room. I guess you would have had to have been there to get it.
I was quite surprised by the mirthful reaction and said to my quizmates, "It could be the start of my stand-up career!"
Overhearing me from an adjacent table, a woman piped up with "More like a sit-down career!" which made me chuckle too.
In other "Yorkshire Pudding" news, I found out this morning that my photo of a beached jellyfish was chosen as the picture of the week over at the Geograph website. Selected from 3376 contenders I am of course delighted. It is the first overall winner I have had in twelve months...