Monday, 26 December 2011

Is It Rain Dear?

If you didn't get what you wanted for Christmas, it may be because the reindeer were otherwise engaged.

 

Friday, 23 December 2011

Merry "Wot"mas

Am I the only one that has a disliking for this tasteless Christmas expression:


I know the celebrations at this time of year are in memory of  a bloke who was nailed to a cross, more than two thousand years ago, but is marking the celebrations of his torture with an "X" really appropriate? Whether you are a follower of Christianity, a  non-believer or just a not so mercenary banker, me finks the chap deserves a little more respect, especially since the Jesus legacy gives most people a couple of days paid time off work.

So whatever you have planned for the X-marking memory of Christ's torture, I hope you have a kissey, rather than a crossey-mas yuletide with your nearest and dearest.   



Thursday, 22 December 2011

Angels and Fairies


At this time of year with Christmas preparations in full throttle, it's nice to see angels in abundance. I kinda look at these little cherubs as being not too dissimilar to fairies. You see, they both have wings and they're the folk we send our thoughts of wanted wishes to in order to pave the way for happier times.

So here's wishing that all life's woes and worries get an angelic nod or wave of a magic wand and let the good times roll.

Abracadabra... Poof... What would you like for Christmas?


 

Tuesday, 6 December 2011

Dear Santa

Dear Santa,

Just having a pondering as to what I'd like for Christmas. I guess I don't really need much, to be honest, and I'm told this year's must have is a pink and purple perforated ping pong ball, but if you can't manage that, can I have a cruise ticket for this 'ere tub, please?  



Thanking you, in advance, with lots and lots of love to share.

JJ (Miss - free and single) xxx

Wednesday, 23 November 2011

Yeo Valley

Yeo Valley, here I come.

I wanna bathe in your milk.

Spread with your spreadable. 

And paddle through your strawberry yoghurt.

But most of all…

I’d like to go for a meander with these young farmers.


Me finks I’m in love, four times over!

Friday, 18 November 2011

A Play On Words

The last joke from my all time favourite sitcom:


I wonder if the lovely, gorgeously sexy, Richard Armitage would mind giving me personal instruction on "tasteless comedy which derives from a play on words". The difference between a noun and an adverb has never been explained so clearly, in my lust seeking opinion!