Tuesday, 17 May 2011

Les Jeudistes Scottish Choir Tour No. 1




Best joke of the tour :

J-C, when offered a slice of pressed tongue:

No, thanks. I don't much care for tongue. Somehow I don't relish the thought of eating something that's come out of some creature's mouth.

I'll have an egg instead.

15 comments:

Rog said...

Was she not concerned with the provenance of the egg!

Welcome back Christopher!

Christopher said...

Thank you, Rog, as quick off the blocks as ever. (It must be all that horse liniment?) So good to meet you the other day (tho' I'd expected an older man) and Mrs Rine too was a delight, not to mention Lil and Oz. A happy day.

Dave said...

I avoid chicken nuggets for the same reason.

Sarah said...

Sorry Dave....you've lost me there.....Hi C, trust the trip went well. You haven't missed much.

Dave said...

Have you seen where a chicken keeps its nuggets?

Christopher said...

Sah: Very well indeed. The rtrip went so well and so much happened that I shall post about about it for the next few weeks, I expect.

Dave: Behold, you tell me a mystery...

Z said...

Oh, Christopher, how lovely to have you home and blogging again. Did J-C realise why everyone was laughing?

Meeting you was such a delight, and I'm sorry that I didn't have more time to talk to you. Thank you for the wine and spiced figs.

letouttoplay said...

Wonderful, you're back!
And with treasure - I shall take that joke to the pub on Sunday.
Looking forward to hearing all about the trip and delighted to hear that it went well. Not that there was any doubt.

Anonymous said...

While you've been away I've ditched the peanuts for mixed seed in the hope of attracting a different variety of clientele.

Christopher said...

Yes, Z, it's good to be back, and luckily the cursory frontier procedures didn't include searching the car for jokes.

Feel free, Mig.

In this respect, Anon, many endorse the efficacy of fat-balls.

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Anonymous said...

Won't that attract a rash of thrush?

Christopher said...

Only if you hang them up in a tree on a bent nail, Anon.

Anonymous said...

I have petitioned a parliament of magpies which has advised the termination of these innuendos due to an unfortunate allusion to hooked scrota hung amongst the verbiage of one’s garden already chock full of saucy Latin names.

Christopher said...

I can so easily sense your exaltation in all this larking about with innuendi, Anon.