What's bred in the bone

People often ask me, "Richard, where did you get your sophisticated sense of humour?"

I believe the following snippet from a post card I received this morning from my mum, who is on holiday with my dad and sister, goes some way to answering that question:

Greetings from Anglesey again. Weather not too bad, lots of wind, especially from Gill's direction.

That's my mum!

(I'm her favourite child, you know.)

Filed under: Nonsense

Richard Carter

A fat, bearded chap with a Charles Darwin fixation.


  1. The other day I was helping my wife hang out the washing:-
    I commented that I had never noticed before that her underwear was labelled so that she didn't put them on back to front. After she stopped laughing, she told me that C & A was just the name of the shop!

  2. ....but the sign outside says '59 minute cleaners'...that's just the name of the shop, dearie, we take 3 weeks...that is, of course, if there's an 'r' in the month, otherwise it's 4 weeks.......

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