Photographic Quiz.
Photo number:- sorry
Blog, I am past caring!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Question:- Who sent this Christmas card? To whom? And
what is the connection to Coventry Godiva Harriers?? I will grant you Blog,
that is a hard question and the clue I have given you shows a touch of genius
by me, don't you think?
Dear Blog,
So
Blog, it's that time of year again. You know, 'the big con of 'buy one - give
one - get one - bin one- 'cos its a load
of rubbish' time.
Well
my good lady wife, I use the term freely, has been dropping hints about what
she wants from Father Jesus. It started when we were driven through Yokel Land
on the way to Never Never Land. 'Oh look' she says 'the Browns are having their
cottage painted white.' or was it the Whites were having their cottage painted
brown. I don't know, it could have been the Green's for all I care. But you get
the drift, Blog. Someone down the Lane was having a paint job done. And of
course, that got her speculating that what was good enough for the Browns /
Whites / Greens / pick whatever colour you want Blog, was for her. Period.
'OH Look'
she says a couple of days later, 'The kitchen paintwork is beginning to look
grubby.' Did I fall into the trap and reply to her Blog ? Am I stupid Blog? No
I just carried on toasting my cornflake
sandwich as if nothing had been said. Subtle, that's me Blog.
Then it was 'It is a long time since
this Morning Room was decorated'. 'Ten
years' I thought 'and good for another ten!' Then it was the Breakfast Room,
then the Banquet Hall ....
A
slightly different tack was to observe that the paintwork in a particular part
of the Mansion was 'tired'. I just yawned.
The
brochures started appearing next. You know the kind of thing Blog.
"Special Offer. Decorate one room and get the other one done as well
because it will now look shabby in comparison and you wouldn't want the
neighbours to observe that would you" type of thing. Once you start Blog,
you may as well go off to our Cottage in the Bahamas for a couple of months and
let them get on with it while you try to forget the pain of the sun burn. But
no Blog. That shows weakness. And once a chink is detected these women
creatures won't let up!
And
so it came to pass dear children mine....
Now
I have to confess Blog ...... After six weeks of these not so subtle hints and
with Christmas not twenty days away, I have buckled. I have given way under the
pressure. Just this once my dear wife of so many years can have her way. If she
wants the old Mansion decorated, then so be it. I have no problem with that. First
thing tomorrow, I shall take the best motor car and drive into the big city to
buy her pressie. I reckon she will be
tickled pink on Christmas morning when she unwraps the parcel and sees that her
continual pestering about repainting has paid off. In the morning, I shall be
driven straight to the posh decorating shop on the High Street and buy her a
set of paint brushes. I reckon I can get some of those rubbishy Chinese ones
for less than five quids if I show my pensioner's discount card. What a lucky
lady my wife is, having such a dear thoughtful husband.
If
I get any change from my five quids I may even buy her a Christmas card - always
assuming there isn't enough left for a
coffee, that is.
Colin
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