Going to be busy this week, even avoiding things I should be doing and being reminded by phone that, I have to attend the AGM of my Association tomorrow which will leave me with an unclear head until Friday.
This one is for those of us " over " 50's..
Now you know - if you're the only one at church, it's obviously not Sunday. You have to remember a lot of things when you get old.
For all of us who are seniors - for all of you who know seniors - and for all of you who will be seniors. It pays to be able to laugh about it when you are!
And, speaking of senior moments:
"WHERE is my SUNDAY paper?!" The irate customer calling the newspaper office loudly demanded, wanting to know where his Sunday edition was..
"Sir", said the newspaper employee, "today is Saturday. The Sunday paper is not delivered until tomorrow, on SUNDAY".
There was quite a long pause on the other end of the phone, followed by a ray of recognition as he was heard to mutter,
"Well, Holy hole in the head"... so that's why no one was at church today".
Fortunately, I have the Sydney Daily Telegraph delivered to my door daily, and my involuntary visits to the house of God have been to comply to the wishes of those being married or buried.
Question: Why were the sound of Church bells forbidden in Great Britain during WW2?
Your answers in comments section only, no Email answers.
The only Clue is 'Operation Sea lion'.
Congratulations to the England Ladies Cricket team and their Winning of the Women's World Cup.
Question: Why do some lady cricketers wear a Cricket Box when keeping wicket or batting?
Back later, Vest.
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