Category Archives: humour
1. When your biscuit isn’t Nice Or your bourbon is disturbin’ Or your custard “cream” is more a custard “paste”; If your fig roll isn’t rollin’ Or your hobnob’s not hobnobbin’: Please don’t let your broken biscuits go to waste. … Continue reading
I went to a fancy-dress do for new year’s eve. The theme was “80s rock”, which made me wonder if I could get away with punk rock. In fact, I wondered if I could get away with being punk rock … Continue reading
We have a reusable advent calendar made of fabric, because we’re middle-class. Last year we filled it with jokes that K. and I wrote ourselves. They’re mostly of a standard you might find in a Christmas cracker, if the Christmas … Continue reading
Our regular west Oxfordshire correspondent, the esteemed Dr Small Beds, celebrated his thirty-fifth birthday yesterday. This grand old man of letters spent the day with friends at several locations in the city of Oxford, concluding with drinks at the residence … Continue reading
Easy lover! She’ll get a hold on you: believe it. She’s like no other; Perhaps she’ll die.
Coeliac! Ain’t so bad, long as you don’t eat bread Coeliac! Don’t use wheat; try some buckwheat instead Eat what a coeliac eats (eat what a coeliac eats) ‘Cause coeliacs have always the nicest treats! Got to keep on oatcakes; … Continue reading
There was an old woman who lived in a shoe; She had so many children she didn’t know what to do. Perhaps she’ll die.