This wonderful Englishman tickles my funny bone almost every day!  He does have a quite serious side--especially when it comes to his faith.  Today though, I want you to have a taste of what I read almost every day--Go HERE.

What a wonderful gift laughter is and bless those who are able to give us an opportunity to cut loose.

 “He will yet fill your mouth with laughter, and your lips with shouting.”
Job 8:21


  1. Hi Lulu,

    How kind of you to introduce me to your readers. I am very appreciative and grateful. Please let me, if I may, tell your readers about about me.

    I come from a far away Northern land where men were men, strong, big and virile; and women told them what to do. Can you imagine ... long flowing red hair and beards, muscles bulging from their arms and legs, chest covered in six pack muscles upon muscles ... and the men were just as fearsome.

    I was born at the local Veterinary Hospital in Wards 1, 2 and 3. I was a big baby. As soon as I was born the nurse screamed and slapped my father in the face.

    I soon knew that I was born in a poor family when my mom carried me in a supermarket plastic shopping bag instead of a pram.

    My parents taught me all I know. My mother taught me to cook. A skill much appreciated today by our family dog and no one else. My father taught me to swim. He took me out at sea on his rowing boat, slowly lowered me into the water and taught me to swim ashore. I always got to shore before the sharks caught me.

    I used to love playing hide and seek with my parents and siblings. I used to count to 100 and then search for them all over Europe. Sometimes they used to hide further afield. I used to get back home from school and find that my parents has moved. I never knew as a teenager what it is like to be wanted ... until I saw my picture on a police notice board.

    Life has had its ups and downs for me. Especially when I worked as an elevator attendant in a Department Store. Once a customer broke wind in the elevator. That was bad on so many levels.

    My hobbies include sitting down, writing and painting. I am currently busy painting an old chair and the garden gate and fence. Her is one of my poems:

    Don’t worry if your job’s a joke
    And your successes few;
    Remember that the mighty oak
    Was once a nut like you!

    I look forwards to your readers visiting my Blog. Thanx again, Lulu. God bless you always.

  2. And there you go- making us laugh again! I know everyone will enjoy your humor as much as I do, Victor!
    Blessings, My Friend!


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