You lazy buggers. Drove past Harrogate Hospital on me way for a walk this morning and they're all hanging around outside there with their placards expecting people to honk their horns in a show of support. Well there wasn't much honking going on I can tell you. I'd have honked all over them given half the chance. Was planning on chucking them a sample of my finest on the way back but couldn't fathom out how to use the electric windows in time. Bugger. Watch out for a suspiciously odourous jiffy bag in the next couple of days Harrogate Hospital. The Grammar School better look out too. I can't curl them out fast enough this week.
Is a sheepdog and his two-legged is a farmer. Frank was out with him in the tractor drilling wheat last autumn and they unearthed a rusty old lamp. So the farmer hopped out of the cab to have a closer look at it and gave it a little rub on his jacket, as you do, and was amazed to see a genie appear and offer to grant him any wish he wanted. Well the farmer thought for a moment and then said "I'd like the price of wheat to go to £200/tonne!" So the genie sighed but said "OK, I'll sort that out for you then, you greedy bastard" and popped back into his bottle. And the farmer casually tossed the lamp into the back of his cab and got on with his drilling. Well they were out again this morning putting a bit of nitrogen on, Frank and the farmer, and the farmer spotted the lamp and gave it a little rub again, just on the off chance, and you'll never guess what happened, the genie popped out again, and said that he'd grant the farmer one more wish. So the fa...