Monday, December 02, 2013
Thursday, November 28, 2013
Wednesday, November 27, 2013
Tuesday, November 26, 2013
Friday, November 22, 2013
Bad joke of the day
Paddy and Mick were walking along a street in London.
Paddy looked in one of the shop windows and saw a sign which caught his eye. It said, "Suits £15 each, Shirts £3.50 each, Trousers £4.50 per pair."
Paddy said to his pal, "Mick, look at those prices! We could buy a whole lot of those and when we get back to Ireland we could make a fortune. Now when we go in, stay quiet ok? Let me do all da talking 'cause if they hear our accents, they might think we're thickos from Ireland and try to screw us. I'll put on me best English accent."
"Roight y'are Paddy, I'll keep me mouth shut, so I will. You do all da business," said Mick.
They went in and Paddy said in a posh voice, "Hello my good man, I'll take 50 suits at £15 each, 100 shirts at £3 each and 50 pairs of trousers at £4.50 each. And oy'll back up me truck to load 'em on, so I will."
The owner of the shop said, "You're from Ireland, aren't you?"
"Well yes," said a surprised Paddy. "What gave it away?"
The owner replied, "This is a dry cleaners."
Thursday, November 21, 2013
Wednesday, November 20, 2013
Great cricketing nations of our time
My friend was very excited when her son's (English) school's cricket coach asked her to bring in his Belgian passport. The Belgian selectors were arriving! He was thrilled to be invited to play for one of their youth teams and went off in the summer to take part in their tournament. Other members of the team included three Afghan refugees, four Pakistanis, an Indian and a half-French, half-Scottish boy who'd been born in Belgium. The tournament was against Germany, France and Switzerland.
The Belgian-Afghans were exuberant players, trying to hit as many sixes as possible and being caught out in their enthusiasm. In every match, my friend's son opened the batting and in every match he was the last man standing. His steadfastness paid off: they won the tournament!