London 1904

Sunday, 15 July 2007

67. Interlude

Whilst I think where I am heading with F.A.I. I think it is time for some 'A Millions Book of Laughter' for a slight interlude

A comical story comes form Berlin. 2 ladies went to the Royal ball at the Opera House in a furniture van, no ordinary carriage could contain the immense dresses they wore

Jack: 'Auntie, does the rain come through the roof of your house much?'
Aunt: 'No, child why?'
Jack: 'Because pa says there is a tile loose in your upper storey !'

DANGER OF FRIGHTENING CHILDREN ~ It is a matter of course that no mother will allow any ignorant person to have access to her child who will frighten it with goblin stories or threats of the old black man. She might as well throw up her charge at once, and leave off thinking of household education altogether as permit her child to be exposed to suchmaddening inhumanity as this. The instances are not few of idiocy or death from terror so caused

The love that never speaks until it does on a gravestone doesn't mean much (very true)

The greatest pleasure of life is love, the greatest treasure is contentment, the greatest luxury is health, the greatest comfort is sleep and the best medicine is true friendship

Train leavingstation: traveller from cariage window to railway porter~ 'Is it raining porter?' Porter: ~ No it is raining water !! (oh my sides are splitting)

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