Chairlifts, Soduko and The Road To Rio – By Bob on the Pot

Hello

I was round Aunt Bab’s this morning adjusting her new Stenna chairlift. She was very grateful, although medically speaking there is nothing wrong with her unless being bone idle is now recognised as a medical condition.

The lift does set her new wallpaper off a treat though.

I had the inaugural journey, as I needed the smallest room. Got stuck on the landing and had to walk the rest of the way. Not exactly Neil Armstrong – can’t have everything in life.

I had a go at that Sudokio in The Sun whilst on the pot. All Those Numbers! In Boxes. Up. Down. Across. Did My Head In. Numbers are bollocks. End of.

So I rolled up the paper and swatted a fly who was banging its head against the frosted window pane.

Bit like me with the Sodokio.

I walked down the stairs.

The lads in the Dubious Pilchard were impressed when I told them of my new fitness regime. Given up crisps too. On Sundays at least.

Rio’s only round the corner after all……

Be lucky.

Bob

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Are Numbers The Work Of The Devil? – By Bob On The Pot

Hello,

I was round Aunt Bab’s this morning, installing a chairlift. I had seized it from a Paralympic hero who was in arrears because of the Bedroom Tax.  You don’t expect paraplegic’s to know such colourful language.

Aunt Bab was grateful for the chairlift. She suffers with Bone Idle syndrome.

I had the inaugural journey, as I needed the smallest room. Got stuck on the landing and had to walk the rest of the way. Worn out by the third step.

I had a go at that Sudokio in the paper whilst on the pot. All Those Numbers! In Boxes. Up. Down. Across. Numbers are bastards. Sarcastic too. I swatted a fly who was banging its head against the frosted window pane. Bit like me with the Sodokioto.

I walked down the stairs and chewed Aunt Babs sandwich for her.

The lads in the Dubious Pilchard were impressed when I told them this, especially as normally I don’t like Tuna and Mayonnaise.

Laters and be lucky.

Bob

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