a good laugh is the best medicine....and I know Starkers will provide you with plenty of medicine...lol..
Well I'll give a darned good try.... just gotta give me funny bone a knock and see what I can come up with.
Shoot.... Nothing! Gave my elbow a good whack.... and nothing. Not a bloody thing!
Maybe later this afternoon after a couple of beers with my son, who's staying for a few days to help out with things. We're still unpacking and organising stuff after the big move. I didn't realise just how much stuff we'd collected over the years. We bought 60 good sized packing boxes to go with the 30 something I had already collected for the move .... and we filled them all. Talk about hoarders, lol.
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Speaking of moving, it reminds me of when I was a kid. Mum would often give me money to go to the shop to buy sweets, ice cream, etc. Dad never did. He always called me a useless ornament and often gave be a good walloping for the mischief I frequently got up to. So on the one and only time he gave me money to go down the shop, I was completely ecstatic and took off with the shilling he gave me as fast as my little legs would carry me.
It took a while to decide what I wanted because a shilling [approx 10c] was a lot of money in them days, and it bought quite a few sweets Anyway, I got what I wanted and was excited to get home to show the family what I had..... but when I got there they'd moved.
That's the best medicine I can come up with for now, but I'll see what's what after I've been to the pharmacy of good jokes.