Humour

I don’t really care who wrote the plays except I have a copy of King Lear that the Bard personally autographed.

Nor should we overlook the contributions of those poor souls with no medical training who bravely offered themselves as test subjects in risky experiments.

I had the golden opportunity to delve into something deep, even wonderful and I have to go and spoil it by writing something stupid.

… was not about the resurrection at all, but rather the discovery of drip-dry fabrics in the U.S.

But if the truth be known I am woefully ignorant of modern music (and a whole bunch of other things) and shouldn’t be commenting on anything let alone music.

… it turned out to be okay, it was just Mary holding a pillow over my face. She said it was the only way she could keep the neighbours from hearing me shouting.

The next ride I switched over to the swan where I could at least stretch my legs, as short as they are.

May I suggest whenever we go shopping don’t go writing a list we will lose on the way,

We may have to make a few minor changes to the tune to fit it all in, but that’s not my problem.

I think e-cars are a scam and someday some poor sap will be barrelling down the 400 and the plug will come out of the wall.