The Things We Do After Eight On Jesus' Birthday

Considering the circumstances, today couldn't have gone any better. My Mum-In-Law was in top form as we provided "meals on wheels" to her bedroom in the home. Even all the nurses wanted to join us. Microwave, borrowed folding chairs/tables, kettle, cutlery, Christmas mats, Crackers and puddings were all delivered on time to enjoy our dinner. Salmon, roasties, veg, cheese sauce and the usual green fart pellets were served. Juice was also severed, but I almost had a heart attack when I forgot my bottle opener (the Youngs Chocolate stout was a drink I was very much looking forward to). First cracker followed by the second then the third, the hope of a bottle opener was slowly fading away. Cracked some jokes, pulled four and five. And just as all hope was about to die, Ann pulled the sixth with Mrs Tuttle. You could not make it up.... out one popped. Sye was a happy boy!!! We all jumped for joy. Even Ann did. The pass the parcel routine worked a treat afterwards, once we played the After Eight Game that is. Put the mint on yer head and drop it into your mouth, NO hands! Crazy idea but fun. After all that Ann needed a well deserved rest. Bless her.

Home bound it was for us as we fell in to our sofa positions and watched Dr Who change into a Lady. All aces.

Best cracker joke of the day:
What can you make , but cannot touch? Ans: A sound.
I personally thought "Fart" sounded better.