A Study of Studs. Or.....

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When you're from the country your perception is a little bit different.

A farmer drove to a neighbour's farmhouse and knocked at the door. A boy aged about 9 opened the door. "Is your dad or mum home?" said the farmer.
"No, they went to town."
"What about your brother Howard? Is he here?"
"No, he went with Mum and Dad"
The farmer stood there for a few minutes, shifting from one foot to the other and mumbling to himself.
"I know where all the tools are, if you want to borrow one, or I can give Dad a message."
"Well," said the farmer uncomfortably, "I really wanted to talk to your Dad. It's about your brother Howard getting my daughter Suzy pregnant."
The boy thought for a moment... "You would have to talk to Dad about that. I know he charges £500 for the bull and £50 for the pig, but I don't know how much he charges for Howard."

Comments

Unknown said…
Good Morning Les
Hope you and Rosemary are ok. It was nice to see you both.
Made a comment on your other blog didnt know if it was registered. Have been ill with something called Labyrinthitis, Thought it was a stroke. Have gone back to walking like when i was in the Andrew. Take 3 months to get over it. Went to Durham last week, was very nice, only part of the UK i had never been to before. Today it is the start of Autumn in the UK. Cant say i am very pleased about that as i hate winters now. Best wishes to you Both Ed Jones 183 sturdee division
Wednesday, 23 September 2015 at 20:42:00 GMT+10
Vest said…
Edward. This is must be it.
Thursday, 24 September 2015 at 10:35:00 GMT+10
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