albert.xtheunknown0's site

[xtheunknown0]

What should I do with this website I've created?

http://albert.xtheunknown0.googlepages.com/home

[andsome]

Your decision entirely. :D

[catgate]

What should I do with this website I've created?

http://albert.xtheunknown0.googlepages.com/home

Either raffle it, or wrap it up in coloured paper and ribbon, and give it to someone you hate as a Christmas present.

[andsome]

What should I do with this website I've created?

http://albert.xtheunknown0.googlepages.com/home

Either raffle it, or wrap it up in coloured paper and ribbon, and give it to someone you hate as a Christmas present.

Like it. :lol:

[Hb_Kai]

What is it all about?

[doug]

Alfie?

[catgate]

What is it all about?

It all started off some years ago with my Uncle Ned. He was a big chap with a small wart on the end of his nose. That wart was a great comfort to him, because he had a fairly small head. As a result of this small head, finding a pair of spectacles was a problem, because the arms/legs, or what ever the side pieces are called in optician speak, were always too long and would have let the lenses drop over the end of his nose and land on his moustache....had it not been for the wart. There was a downside to this and that was that because of this optical problem he was obliged to keep his head in such a position that he permanently looked to be scanning the sky for UFOs.

When he was walking about it was not a serious problem to him, but he had to get a special low seat made to go in his car so that his visibility was not impared by the top edge of the windscreen.

Now what, you are wondering, has this got to do with the price of fish?

Well, his mother, who had been ladies maid to the Earl of Shrewsbury, had taken up amateur ploughing when she took early retirement, and used to pull the plough along side a donkey from Derbyshire (hence it was always called Donkey Derby). They would have done very well if the chap who was guiding the plough had not suffered from hay fever. As it was he suffered from it most of the time, even in winter, and each time he sneezed he forgot to let go of the plough it it shot up out of the ground for about two feet. It had a very detrimental effect.

So as a result of all this the trains never did run on time, even after the station master apologised the to the cub mistress.

[andsome]

What is it all about?

It all started off some years ago with my Uncle Ned. He was a big chap with a small wart on the end of his nose. That wart was a great comfort to him, because he had a fairly small head. As a result of this small head, finding a pair of spectacles was a problem, because the arms/legs, or what ever the side pieces are called in optician speak, were always too long and would have let the lenses drop over the end of his nose and land on his moustache....had it not been for the wart. There was a downside to this and that was that because of this optical problem he was obliged to keep his head in such a position that he permanently looked to be scanning the sky for UFOs.

When he was walking about it was not a serious problem to him, but he had to get a special low seat made to go in his car so that his visibility was not impared by the top edge of the windscreen.

Now what, you are wondering, has this got to do with the price of fish?

Well, his mother, who had been ladies maid to the Earl of Shrewsbury, had taken up amateur ploughing when she took early retirement, and used to pull the plough along side a donkey from Derbyshire (hence it was always called Donkey Derby). They would have done very well if the chap who was guiding the plough had not suffered from hay fever. As it was he suffered from it most of the time, even in winter, and each time he sneezed he forgot to let go of the plough it it shot up out of the ground for about two feet. It had a very detrimental effect.

So as a result of all this the trains never did run on time, even after the station master apologised the to the cub mistress.

Thanks for the info, now we all know. It is indeed a great relief. :lol: