Pub news.
As you now know, the pub is closing soon.
Di, our everso lovely soaker landlady took a phone call the other day from somebody who wanted to come round and check there were no rats in the out-buildings that are due for demolition.
"Ok",she agreed.
"The only thing i've seen here in three and a half years is a mouse,and the cat bought that in",she said as she showed them around.
Upon reaching the back of the kitchen the lady inspector is looking up at a hole in the roof. "What are you looking for?", asks Di. "Droppings", replies the lady. "It could be a nest site."
"They are rare and protected you know", said the inspector. "Rare and protected?", said Di. "I thought they were vermin!", "Oh,no", said the lady.
After no traces of rats were found (they didn't check the bar)they gave the place the ok.
After this story had been told to the Sunday night mob, it dawned on Di what they were actually looking for!
BATS!!
10 comments:
Di's one batty landlady!
Too right!
Now I'm going to have nightmares about flying rats.
haha! I still cover my head at night - just in case. I don't want a rabid bat in my hair.
But you said rats.
Rrrread my lips. Rrrrrats.
GG, that's what Di heard!
Does that mean Di and I have rats in our belfry?
DOH!!!
I'd leave too if there was a question of rats. Or even bats
Closing.....
bugger what have I missed...
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