Cyclist
A cyclist from London pedalled on until, He finally reached the brow of the hill, Then he free-wheeled down, To a pub in the town, Where he stopped and is said to be drinking there still. More limericks at musing75.com/limericks
Category: Humour
Stuck In Traffic
Was stuck in a humongous jam earlier this week – so I’m back back on my favourite “unfavourite” topic …
Uncle
Not all uncles are equally diligent nor mature it seems …
Yesterday?
Easy enough to get confused, particularly if time has become a blur …
Badminton
Start of a new season – just remembered how tiring this game really is …
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Shaving
How to jazz up the mundane … just a little
Perspective
Why not? – just a bit of fun whilst taking holiday snaps …
Tango
Entertaining to watch – but not I think a natural dance for the English …
Big Box
Always appreciate the copious packaging sent with my online purchases …
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