I can’t remember
a year that I’ve approached with so much apprehension as 2017. I’m convinced
the referendum was a disaster and the US election of Donald Trump beggars
belief. Apart from being a thoroughly obnoxious individual his policies, such
as we know of them, look thoroughly bad.
On a personal
level our Christmas isn’t looking wonderful. Annette is recovering from a virus
infection and I’m just starting one. We have resolved to avoid our plans for
visiting Frances for the family rendezvous because of the infection risk.
Alison has kindly said she and Frances will visit us to collect presents etc.
We are holding a pile for kids which we don’t want to chance delivering.
At least I
have some festive jokes
The U rated
one
Q What do you
get if you cross Santa Claus with a duck?
A Christmas
Quackers.
The vulgar
one ( from the Vicar of Dibley nativity episode! )
Santa Claus
has a mince pie stuck up his bottom. He goes to the doctor. The doctor examines
him and says “ no problem, I’ve got
cream for that”
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