Saturday, 4 December 2010


I was accosted by those annoying people who wave charity bins at you.  This time it was some bird charity.  “Do you like animals?” he said.  “Yes, but I prefer them rare.  Well done and they are much too tough!”
I’m also depressed.  It appears, listening to an advert on the radio for incontinence pads, that I am now in their target age range.  How did they know whenever I cough or laugh I wet myself?  Maybe I should think about getting some.