Friday, February 29, 2008

An english visitor to a small welsh village was approached by one of the deacons of the local chapel who asked him if he was going to attend the chapel on the sunday.

"Wouldn't that be a little pointless." said the man. "All the services are held in welsh, and I don't understand the language."
"Ah," said the deacon."But the collection is in english."


A prominent welsh minister travelling home at night was greatly annoyed when a young man, much the worse for drink, came and sat next to him.

"Young man." he declared."Do you not realize you are on the road to perdition?"

"Oh hell." said the young man. "I could have sworn this bus goes to Llanelli."


Old Plod said...

Dear Annette, I felt for you upon reading all the recent events in your life. However, I am heartened by the fact that you have now posted two hilarious comments which suggests to me that you have regained your sense of humour, therefore you must be feeling a lot better after your break from work. Keep a positive attitude and everything will work out just fine. I will be offering up a pray at Church today for Laura and Yvonne. Remember, as one door closes another always opens! As the Blessed Mother Theresa of Calcutta once said, "If you want to feel rich, simply count all the blessings you have which money cannot buy"

You may be pleased to know that I have included a link to your blog on my own site and you can view it among my favourite links if you scroll to the bottom of the screen on the front page of my blog.

Enjoy your return to work tomorrow, if you doubt me try to think of all those poor people in the world who would be only too pleased to swop places with you. Warmest good wishes. David.x.

dickiebo said...

Hilarious! Bah!