Off Topic The Goodhand Arms

I bet where you live you don't have to travel as far as a Man U fan for a home game.

 

A helpful sign in London

 

Did you see this careful parking in Bath.

 

Is that the Royal Crescent Hotel?

 

Francis I think. Great parallel parking

 

Apparently it’s the Francis Hotel ?

 

How has this life story never been filmed? Utterly compelling read.

https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ignaz_Trebitsch-Lincoln

Vin

 

I saw that on the park like a blond site.

 

https://youtube.com/shorts/yI3j6npHZG4?feature=share

 

I can’t take my dog to the park anymore.

The ducks keep biting him.

I should have known this would happen.

He’s pure bread.

 

Whenever my wife is upset I let her color in my black and white tattoos.

She just really needed a shoulder to crayon.

 

One of my friends took this today

 

Just took this picture. Temperature here today reached 32C at a time of year when the average is 21C. Temperature in the car, at 16.30 registered 41C. Absolute madness.

 

Looks like the horse in the foreground was pleased to see him.

 

Golf and Mother Superior

A nun is sitting with her Mother Superior chatting, and confesses; "I used some horrible language this week and feel absolutely terrible about it."

"When did you use this awful language?" asks the Mother Superior.
"Well, I was golfing and hit an incredible drive, that looked like it was going to sail over 250 yards, but it struck a phone line that was hanging over the fairway, and then fell straight down to the ground after going only about 100 yards."

"Is that when you swore?" asked Mother Superior.
"No, Mother," says the nun. "After that, a squirrel ran out of the bushes and grabbed my ball in its mouth, and began to run away."

"Is THAT when you swore?" asks the Mother Superior again.
"Well, no." says the nun. "You see, as the squirrel was running, an eagle came down out of the sky, grabbed the squirrel in his talons and began to fly away!"

"Is THAT when you swore?" asks the amazed Mother superior.
"No, Mother. Oh no, not yet. As the eagle carried the squirrel away in its claws, it flew near the green and the squirrel dropped my ball."

"Did you swear THEN?" asked Mother Superior.
"Oh no, Mother. My ball fell on a big rock, bounced over the sand trap, rolled onto the green, and stopped about SIX inches from the hole."

The two nuns were silent for a moment then Mother Superior sighed, threw her hands in the air and said, "You missed the ****ing putt, didn't you?"