Stocks getting low!

I have visions of a fleet of Hercules airlifting toilet paper to the Isle of Man.

 

It's blowing quite strongly today here in North West Cumbria..I'm guessing it must be blowing a houli in Manxland.

I was in Whitehaven this morning and tried throwing a couple of T rolls over...that plan unravelled...sorry.

Steve...

 

Great idea Poolcue, but our airport isn't big enough for them to land here, gonna have to re-think that one. Could try air-drops I suppose.

 

The wind is starting to peak here now, edging towards storm force. Hope my shed and greenhouse are still standing in the morning.

Thanks for the toilet rolls, but the winds blowing in the wrong direction.

 

One of the wooden crossbeams on our carport had come adrift but hubby's made a temporary repair with a bracket to hold it in place. Look out Scotland, you might have a carport in the morning!

 

Hold onto your hat Sheal. We just had a brief power cut here, the emergency lighting works ok No where near as windy as your place though.

 

Now that's a whole different subject Shiney!

 

No Armandii, just one will have food on it! Oh well, instead of sitting and thinking in the small room. I can sit and read as well.

Ironically, things have got worse. The freighter that was to be hired while our ship's in dock next week, is not going to appear, it's not available. Looks like we'll be ship-less for a while. So when the islands run out of seed catalogues.............

 

WHICH half :-)

Jack McH

 

Still got the veg section, down to Hedera's in the flower section.

 

Best use the seed catalouge
GOTTA PEE

Two women friends had gone for a girls' night out.

Both were very faithful and loving wives, however they had been overly-enthusiastic on the Bacardi Breezers. Incredibly drunk and walking home they needed to pee, so they popped into the cemetery.

One of them had nothing to wipe with so she thought she would take off her panties and use them.
Her friend, however, was wearing a rather expensive pair of panties and did not want to ruin them.
She was lucky enough to squat down next to a grave that had a wreath with a ribbon on it, so she proceeded to wipe with that.

After the girls did their business, they proceeded to go home.

The next day, the husband of one of the women was concerned that his normally sweet and innocent wife was still in bed hung over, so he phoned the other husband and said:
"These girl nights have got to stop! I'm starting to suspect the worst.
My wife came home with no panties!!"

"That's nothing," said the other husband,
"Mine came back with a card stuck to her bum that said......

'From all of us at the Fire Station.
We'll never forget you.' "


Jack McH

 

Wine all over the keyboard again.