Sunray should be seeing the big seven-oh, his seventieth birthday, at the end of this month.
Task for this weekend, besides having the commuter’s lie-in and do my laundry (living out of a suitcase precludes having a huge pile of dirty laundry to do) is to buy Sunray a birthday card and a present.
Fortunately I know what I intend to send him:
- A 70th birthday card. A quick trip to the supermarket or Hallmark should sort that out.
- A tenner in his card.
- Special bonus present: a laughing sack. I can save giving the pedometer some hammer by ordering one online from Amazon.co.uk. http://www.amazon.co.uk/Party-Discount-Laughter-bag-mini/dp/B00FFW9QWG/ref=sr_1_12?ie=UTF8&qid=1429270628&sr=8-12&keywords=laughter+bag This looks the ideal gift for Sunray, and will keep him amused for hours and days, just like the Best of Ricky King double CD album I bought him in 2009, to remind him of how he used to deal with noisy neighbours’ offspring in the married quarters back in the 1970’s.
The laughing sack was always a family in-joke in the 1970’s and 1980’s, together with:
- Mattierzoll “Erste kommt der kleine Bunker, und dann kommt der große Bunker” quote (you had to be there)
- Who ate the next-door neighbour’s Christmas cake in 1962? (We never did find out.)
- Who lives at Stubbing Nook? (It turns out, the answer was Clarence Pask.)
- Who is the smelliest postman in North Yorkshire (ICATQ: I cannot answer that question)
and another 94 one-liners.
Little things amuse little minds, I guess…
Have a laughter-filled day, won’t you!