Mr & Mrs Dunn

[Rondy]

Mr and Mrs Dunn lived in a small rural village in Ireland. One day Father Murphy called at the house.
"Good morning Mrs Dunn. I just called to see how you're getting on. How is your son, erm, Neal isn't it?"
"We're fine Father, and Nealy, our son went off to London to find work."
"Oh, that's good", said the priest, "And how is he getting on?"
"To be honest Father, we're a bit worried. We haven't heard from him for over a month!"
"Oh dear", he replied, "Now don't you worry. I'm going to London next week. If you have an address I'll look him up!"
"Thank you Father. I don't know his actual address, just that he's staying in London WC2. It shouldn't be too difficult to find him!"

So the next week, Father Murphy caught the boat to Liverpool, and the train to London.
He got off the train in London and and looked around. Across from the platform he saw a sign which said WC.
"Well, there's a stroke of luck!", he thought, and entered via the large doorway.
Inside he saw a row of smaller doors, each one numbered. He walked to door number 2 and knocked loudly.
"YES?" a voice answered loudly.
"Are you Nealy Dunn?" asked the Father.
"Yes, but there's no paper!" came the reply.
"Ah", said the priest, "So that's why you haven't written to your mother!!!"

[Patsy33]

Hahaha! Very clever!