Funny Stories - for the funeral (but not read out)

Created by Eleanor&Ged 13 years ago
‘funny’ stuff....... Mum always had to alter Dad’s trousers, and after buying an expensive pair from M & S, decided to have them done professionally, she prepared them – expertly cutting over 4 inches off the bottom of each leg, and left them in the wardrobe until she had time to take them to town. A few weeks went by and she got the trousers out and proceeded to cut another 4 inches off each leg (believing she hadn’t already done so!). After getting the trousers back Dad tried them on and found the 4 inches too long trousers were now 4 inches too short!. Mum had asked a neighbour, who lived opposite and had just lost her husband, to call round anytime for a cup of tea. On this particular day Mum had been repairing a large ‘bean bag’, mum made her a cup of tea, and sat on the bean bag which “exploded like an over-inflated balloon and showered both of them with thousands of tiny white polysterine balls that covered the living room like a carpet of snow”. The neighbour laughed for an hour as they battled to scoop up the mess. Mum was still finding them weeks later, but the neighbour always chuckled when they met. On a camping holiday in Cornwall, after a night of enjoying an alcololic drink (or two!) mum had got up in the night and decided to visit the ‘ladies’, she said it was very dark, and proceeded to trip over the guide rope of a small two-man tent, and put her hand out to soften her fall, her hand went straight through the tent and the occupants let out a muffled half awake scream, she quickly righted herself and ran back to her tent. The following morning, with grandchildren in tow, they gingerly walked past the devastation she had caused and she giggled as she saw the tent held together with gaffertape and the pole holding it up at a 90o angle. The occupants were still asleep (snoring) so she decided not to wake them. Mum once bought a very expensive winter coat, and decided to put her old one in the recycling bin at the bottom of the road. On her return she was horrified to see the old coat still on the settee; she ran back to the recycling bin and tried desparately to reach the new coat that lay at the bottom of it. After several attempts and returning for various implements that she had hoped would help her get it back , she finally gave up and laughing said “oh well, at least someone will get enjoyment out of wearing it”