“I only go to places to watch other people laugh - to see how silly they are.” I have just heard that on TV. Far out! Where do they live? Who are these people sensors?
Laughs – Roger sent me a transcript of a girl in Ireland ringing a demolition company – “Could you please, be blowing up my school, with all the teachers in it, I live in Dublin; they give us extra homework on Fridays and everything.” Hoax, for sure. But after my blog yesterday, life in paradise, violins humming – that evening’s NZ newspapers were full of bad people doing bad stuff, whatever age and more frequently, than they used to. God does not smite them down like he did in my day, or so it seems.
My favourite joke – a man drives into a town and he has a trailer hitched on - full of penguins. The car and trailer break down and a Good Samaritan stops. The parties agree; the kindly soul will take the penguins to the zoo. Two hours later, the man sees a line up of penguins outside the movie theatre. He stops and asks the Good Samaritan, “What is happening?” He replies, “Well you gave me enough money to take them to the zoo and the movies too!” Lame, I know, but clean.
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About Me
- Andrée
- Owner of a small conference facility and B&B, small farm and kiwifruit orchard, celebrant, travel writer, ex teacher and education adviser, lover of fine food, cooking, gardening and wine, travel and passionate about being a Kiwi.
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About 'Flying Shack'
The 'Flying Shack' is the old tin shed in the kiwifruit orchard that occasionally gets visited by an elderly Swiss man to make grappa and schnapps out of the surplus fruit and grape skins we grow on the property. The fumes of the distillation are dangerous. So is the flame. Henri's quality control method is to fling a tiny bit of the spirit into the flame and see if it flares up. A friend had too much of the fumes one day and in his altered state of consciousness said, "I can fly". So the Flying Shack schnapps brand was born. The door of the shed has 'Spirit of Henri' engraved in it.
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