The wife usually tolerates me talking to my motorcycle. The only time she shows any sign of annoyance is when we arrive home after being away and I rush into the garage and yell, "Honey, I'm home".
Tuesday, 1 December 2015
Friday, 27 November 2015
Wednesday, 4 November 2015
When my wife suddenly went into labour, I got on to the ambulance service straight away. The operator said, "Is this her first child?" I said, "No, it's her husband".
Wednesday, 28 October 2015
Friday, 16 October 2015
Wednesday, 16 September 2015
I don't think I'll bother buying a calendar for next year. Let's face it, their days are numbered.
Tuesday, 8 September 2015
My wife and I can never agree on what I should have in my truck's sleeper cab. She likes bright coloured curtains, I like a blonde called Sandra.
Friday, 7 August 2015
Women are funny things. When I returned recently from a couple of days away my wife got really annoyed. How would you like it, she said, if she simply disappeared for a couple of days. I obviously gave the wrong answer, because, sure enough, I didn't see her for two whole days. And even then it was only out of my left eye, the right one was still far too swollen.
Wednesday, 22 April 2015
I spend as much time fiddling with the settings of my new car, as I do driving it. But beyond reliability it's only the satnav that makes any REAL difference between it and the cars I had in the 1970s. In this way modern cars are as much a passtime as the old ones, yet its the old ones that are sort after as a passtime.
Saturday, 14 March 2015
Wednesday, 25 February 2015
Forget 3D printing and injection moulded plastics, my mate's a farmer and reckons he's growing organic, sustainable car parts. According to him it's really going well and this year's been a bumper crop.
Thursday, 5 February 2015
Friday, 23 January 2015
I went to the circus the other other day. I didn't half get some funny looks from the clowns.
There was a women swinging to and fro on this enormous swing attached way up high in the big top. She was doing all sorts of tricks, even hanging from it by her feet. When she came down I asked her how she summoned up the courage. "Medication" she said. "I'm on trapezium"