03-Mar-2003, 08:00 PM
Back to my old pal Bill R. (of the goat and hens). He used to enjoy his weekly night out from home in Ribbleton, and always bought some chips to eat on his way home. He also bought his wife (poor lass) some chips, which were cold when he woke her up in bed with "I`ve got you some chips". He did this every week and got the same unprintable reply, thats just for a laugh! Anyway, Bill wanted, one fine day, to adjust his T.V.aerial on his chimney. So he got a ladder and went up onto his roof to adjust it, to avoid slipping on the roof he wore a pair of gym shoes as he hadn`t a roof ladder. Whilst he was on the roof it began to rain, and oh dear he couldn`t get down. It rained hard, neighbours asked his wife what was he doing sat on the roof in the rain, was it for a bet? No, he was stranded, no-one had a roof ladder. Last resort was the Fire Brigade who were used to getting cats out of trees, so they soon got him down to earth, and much more when he found out how much he had to pay for being rescued. I`ve more escapades to give about Bill R. but for now, its --From over the Pennines, Cheerio, Bill.