AWWWWW!!! Shucks guys..... thank 'ee kindly. :blush: :blush:
All compliments are hoarded jealously to my bosom, which has started to go south along with the lower half of me and I guess that it's probably not going to be long before the combined force of gravity takes my face with it! It'll ALL probably go to hell all at the same time. I'll go to sleep looking like my picture.....I'll wake up looking like a cabbage patch doll! Then it'll be tears before bedtime!
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I'm glad I've restored someone's faith in something. Life is all we have.....
My sons think I'm cool too...... until I go out and do something to make them shudder, then they start wandering muttering darkly to themselves about old folk's homes and euthanasia!!
There's an advert on UK TV for ice cream which has a whole British family including dotty old grandma at dinner. The young lad asks his dad to pass the potatoes and before the dad can oblige him, the dotty old grandma cackles "'E's not yer dad. We never knew who yer dad was!" The whole family are rigid with moritification, then the mother ushers the old lady out before she can cackle out any more indiscretions, while the family dig into the ice cream. As grandma's being shoved out of the dining room by mom, she hollers "After the wedding night it was separate beds you know!"
Well, I think my sons kinda visualise me as becoming like that dotty old dame, and since the ad was shown they keep glancing anxiously my way and don't allow me to have conversations with strangers in their house! They also look wary when my two and half year old grandson and I play train crashes, with suitable special effect noises!
LOL LOL...... I can't think why..... little Jack understands me perfectly!
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