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October giggle blog.

At work the other day, it came to the time of cleaning the canteen in a factory where we have to enter a code to get through the door. Most places have codes now, and it’s a task in itself to remember them all.

On this particular morning, I marched up to the door, hoover in hand and hose wrapped round my neck, confident I’d remembered the order of numbers. Plonking Henry down, I said to my friend from Sunderland; “I know this code,” tapped it in, then added, “The door is really stiff.” Another time, I had the right code, and couldn’t open it, and a chap had told me it was stiff, and you have to give it a really good shove.

So I leaned back, and threw all my weight behind it and shoved. Now somebody must have oiled the door, because I shot through it like Peter Sellers and Kato in one of the Pink Panther films, and almost fell up the stairs that are a good ten feet on from the door. Good job nobody was on the other side, and I wish they’d let you know when they oil the doors.

Peter Sellers charging through a door….

I fancied eating a gingerbread man, so after looking in my recipe books, (I’m old fashioned like that) I googled a recipe, and found a good one on the bbc website. It made 16, though the recipe said 20. Mine were slightly thicker than they should have been, but I won’t hold that against them, I made them that way. So a few days later, I had a dream that I was in one of the places we clean, another factory, different from the above, and a giant gingerbread man came walking out of the gents toilets. He said to me, “Do you think it’s right, what you’re doing?” I said, “What do you mean?” He said, “You’re eating all of my friends.” I said, “Well, I fancied one.” Then he plodded off into the factory. It wasn’t easy eating all the rest after that.

gingermenLittle gingerbread chaps, tasty and soft.

Do you want to join the growing list of gigglers? All you have to do is post at the beginning of each month, something that’s made you laugh lately. If nothing has, then you’re not looking hard enough.

Here are the other lovely gigglers, and welcome Jacqueline King to the giggle list.

Lynne Hackles, and on Lynne’s blog you get a giggle from Sue Blackburn.

Teresa Ashby, who always has something to make us giggle.

A lady who joined the gigglers from Teresa’s blog is also a giggler. I need to find her and add her link here.

Jacqueline King. Who gave me the idea for giggle blog, as she said I made her giggle.

Mrs Teapot on the busy teapot blog. Hope the kettle’s on.

 

Coming soon, Author interview with writing treasure, Lynne Hackles.

 

October giggles, and scarecrow weekend.

I sat next to a girl at work the other day, and after her call, she turned to me and whispered, ‘oh, I think I laughed there when I shouldn’t have.’ Her face was a picture, and then she went on to tell me she had to quickly turn it in to a cough. The lady on the phone was having a rant, about being on benefits, and her life was so bad, then started crying loudly because she wasn’t getting her own way with a face book problem, that was her own fault anyway, so her impulsive giggle, quickly turned in to a cough, that was funny. Another chap, listened to the customer ranting about pay pal for five minutes, then coughed, as he has a cough; the customer told him ‘oh why don’t you go and f’cough, and put the phone down. Maybe it’s one of those things when you have to be there to find it funny, but lots of funnies go on all the time. I had a lady asked me a question, and I meant to mute for a second, while I asked the girl next to me a question, by accident I cut her off!! Luckily, she rang back and the same girl got the call, so I was able to tell her what I’d done so far… which was get all her details, and cut the poor old duck off. I’m past two months on the three months trial period, so another month to go, and I’ll know if I’ve passed the trial test. Will let you know next month.

Ann bought a new car recently. I went up to have a look at it, and apart from telling her I liked the colour, and the seats felt plush, I couldn’t say much else. So, she rounded up her dad to go and have a look. Off they went, and pulled up outside ten minutes later with the hand book, searching for more information on the radio. They were pushing buttons, and twiddling knobs, trying to get it to work. Ann mentioned, ‘should we take a look under the bonnet dad?’ He answered, ‘we won’t find it under there. So we had a giggle, and I left them to it. So after a drive round, she’s now the proud owner of a blue car.
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Today it’s been lovely and sunny here in the midlands, so after having a chat with our son in Torquay, we’ve been tidying up the garden, and hanging sunflower heads up to dry on the hanging baskets for the birds has been one of the jobs I’ve been doing, also, edging the grass and picking squash from the greenhouse. It’s been scarecrow weekend, in our village. I wondered why a man was dressed like a fireman and cutting a hedge as I dropped our son off at his girlfriends house this evening, then as we drove round the village, we saw a baker, a viking, and by the local school, a whole gang of scarecrows on the roundabout. He thought they looked a bit creepy in the dusk…. Slightly midsummer murders, or Agatha Raisin style.

This is the cover of the book with four stories set in the seventies in. Mine is called ‘High School Blues’ You can download it if you click here.
Four reviews so far, and not the best, but it’s a fun read I think, also, I read in Yours magazine this week that Marc Bolan and T.Rex were the first group to appear at Glastonbury in 1970, this week. The kinks were supposed to be performing, but couldn’t make it. So T.Rex stood in, and had an audience of 1,500. Marc Bolan was paid in installments.

T. Rex, Ride a White Swan.