Today is the solstice, hurrah, days get longer from now on. And we've just come through our first hard frosts of the winter into Fog. So here is a joke, told to me by Daniel from his friend Adam:
One night, a butcher, a baker and a candlemaker are together in a locked room with barred windows and so on. Next morning there are four people in the room. How come?
Answer: put a k in front of the night... it works better if you're told it verbally.
Happy Christmas all!
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Less seriously you have gifted me the opportunity of relating one of the worst puns ever. In days of old when knights were bold, there was a heraldic order of St. Bernard, doughty fellows in armor who rode large dogs into battle. Well one day, the king got a bit mad at one the knights of the order and threw him out of the castle with the mangiest steed he could find. The poor fellow, ever thereafter complained about how the king could possibly
send a knight out on dog like that.
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the true Knight in light did so emerge
making it four: the butcher, the baker,
the candle(stick) maker and the Knight.
Just thought to add a little razzle dazzle
and in the spirit of good will to send your way
much good cheer, and wish you & yours many a happy day!