Pub news.
This has been a strange Saturday lunchtime in the pub, particularly the first hour. It was cold here today, 4c tops! When i arrived at the pub i settled myself down and bade farewell to my father and got served by Di(eventually). I put the telly on to watch the football news. Trigger wanders in, as Trigger does. "Hello sexy", he says to Di. "Hello you twat", came the swift reply. "How do Trigger", I said. "It's cold in here",he says. "How do Trigger", I say again, forgeting he is deaf! "YOU OK TRIGGER?" I said in a raised voice. "Eh?", he said. By this time i had given up.
The fire wasn't lit, Jez had laid it but Di doesn't light fires (?). Trigger to the rescue! "I'll sort this out!", said Trigger.
Half an hour later we have a fire.
As a boy scout he'd be a disaster!
11 comments:
If you were cold in the pub just think of my grandchildren out camping this weekend with the scouts!
Just glad he is JUST worthless as a scout, i anticipated the punchline .........half an hour later the fire brigade tried to save the merrie monk:)
That's their choice though! BRRRRR!
Hope they enjoy it!
Haha,Hiya Sylv.!
If it's any consolation, it's brass chimpanzees in Paris as well. But no lovely pub to go to....boo hoo.
I've never seen THAT fireplace in t'pub!
Why not show the miserable, pathetic thing in the lounge?
And I don't mean Old Tom either!
There's a gentle layer of snow here.
Where are the doors on the woodburner? Looks nice though.
Was Trigger trying to rub sticks together? Why didn't someone give him the matches?
Unfortunately that isn't the pub fire. But you get the gist!
Sandy: that reminded me of an old Pat and Mick joke which used to make me hysterical and the punch line was 't'cat's peed ont'matches.'
You had to be there.
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