A Sure Bet

When the Archbishop died the Canon thought he’d make a buck Keep it quiet, bet on it and put it down to luck Told the Dean to place a bet that Archie’s gonna croak Stick a fortune on it so that soon you won’t be broke Then the story came out and the Canon scooped his winnings No suspicions: the Archbishop had a decent innings But the Dean was jaded and he moaned life isn’t fair I made my bet a treble… with the Queen and London Mayor

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Jan Allison

Date: 10/26/2021 1:45:00 PM

ha ha ha, thanks for the chuckle Terry.. but I've heard Charles is leaving banana skins on the stairs at Buck house and all Bojo's kids (6 at last count and another on the way) will come out of the woodwork wanting VERY expensive Christmas Presents and haircuts ... so who knows lol:-) hugs jan xx

Jan Allison
Date: 10/26/2021 4:46:00 PM

oh doh I am a bozo I was thinking Bojo and he is PM lol of course my excuse is I am not in the Uk and up to date with what is going on in London lol hugs jan xx

Terry Flood
Date: 10/26/2021 1:58:00 PM

Hi Jan, I had Sadiq Khan in mind. From what I'm hearing, if you wanna drive in London, you have to sell your car to raise the money to drive the car you just sold. And yet the numpties keep voting for him. Rant over ;-) Terry