What makes you laugh?

For me, laughing is important. It uses up more calories than if you don’t laugh, and makes you feel a lot better for having had a good laugh.

Some things will always be funny, no matter how long ago they happened, or if you’re a lot older and wiser than you were at the time the funny happened. When me and a school friend worked as office girls in a portacabin, typing invoices and filing, we thought we should be destined for better things. So when lunchtime came around, we decided to go round the industrial estate, knocking on doors to ask if the firm in question wanted any more staff. We really should have been eating lunch and having a cup of tea to get the morale up for the afternoon. Instead, we trudged around, not giving up incase the next place was THE ONE.

Getting a bit fed up, and tired and hungry, we came to the last place in the row. As we walked past windows, we could see a group of people sitting chatting. This made her nervous, and she was holding her thumb to her lip, saying, ‘Oh, dared I knock?’ Being the kind friend I was, I gave a hearty knock on the door, opened it and gave her a shove into the room. After that, I ran through what I thought was the door, but it was a broom cupboard. Collapsing among the mops and brushes I laughed so much it was difficult to get up. Not sure she would still laugh at that, but it always makes me chuckle when I think of it.

Another time, I was at an interview where two chaps sat behind a desk. They invited me to sit on a black chair opposite them. When I sat down, it gave out a loud hisssss. a farty chair and they didn’t even blink. All I could think of was, hope they didn’t think I’d let one go at the start. Didn’t get the job but don’t think I’d have wanted it after that. I should be writing, and now I’m off to do that.

Who’s your favourite funny man or woman? Mine has to be Ken Dodd, Les Dawson, Victoria Wood, Jenninfer Saunders, and all the cast of Fools and Horses will never fail to have me chuckling. Sad news that little Ronnie has left as well, but I like to think he’s met up with Big Ronnie and back doing those sketches we all loved so much.

Apart from being funny, Ken Dodd has one of the lovliest voices I’ve ever heard and could have been a great singer, but too funny to not be a comedian.

Watch out for the April Fools tomorrow. Have a great weekend.

 

 

 

 

All aboard the giggle-jerker.

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At the beginning of every month I do a giggle blog. This consists of anything that’s made me giggle lately. If you want to do the same on your blog, leave a comment so that others can pop over and see more giggles.

Here’s the bus that takes you to Agatha Christie’s holiday home. It’s advertised in the brochure as the bus giving a giggle jerk ride and it sure lives up to its reputation. We couldn’t miss that could we? Sitting on the back seat because someone has to; the bus bounced along with gears crashing on every bend. It was hilarious, and well worth a mention.

Second giggle of the month is one I’m not proud of, but I couldn’t be writing a giggle blog and not mention it. We stayed at a cosy cottage, we have stayed there before. One of those places that when you know you like somewhere, you go back. Now when it came time to sign the visitor’s book, looking back, the last two times I’d put ‘lovely views, etc… lots of other people had put more or less similar words. So I sat there thinking how I wanted to put something different. I’m a writer after all…. so I came up with ‘smashing place, it’s our second home.’ If you want the best, visit Pilot’s Rest. That done, one last check upstairs, the car was loaded, only to empty the water out of the flower vase, and oh no, a plate jumped off the draining board and broke into a million bits on the kitchen floor…. I had to ring the owner who is such a nice lady, who after a few seconds delay told me ‘oh never mind, accidents happen.’ It wasn’t until we were bombing up the motorway on our way home I realised, ‘smashing holiday’ – maybe I’d had a premonition there.

One last giggle, or perhaps it’s hysterical laughter? Me and Alan are job hunting, oh and they aren’t easy to find are they? My main giggle is Alan on the computer as he doesn’t use it that much normally. So we’ve joined up to gov.uk where you have a gateway code, then a password, it’s like trying to get to the Wizard of Oz; no I think it would be easier to get to him. Well, Alan’s is o.k. but because I verified mine then didn’t go straight back in, I’ve been blocked. Then when you tell them, they say, log in and change it. Well if you’re blocked you can’t log in can you? It’s all so funny especially when he was looking at a gardening job, then it went on to say you will be cutting hedges, trees, landscaping, his face tells the story and I can’t stop laughing. If only they had jobs for people who laugh most of the day, I’d be first in the queue. It’s laughter that makes the world go round though, remember Ken Dodd saying how we have to use our chuckle muscles? So make sure you’re exercising your chuckle muscles and all will be well with the world.

I have a letter published in the new issue of Writing magazine. One in response to a lady who had been slated for using cliches. At a time when I was beginning to wonder if it was worth writing another word, seeing my letter in print is fabulous. I’m busy knitting a baby blanket at the moment as our Niece, the one who got married last year has recently had a baby boy. He came early, so I haven’t seen him yet, so a blanket won’t be too big or too small, hopefully just right.