The daughter came round yesterday and introduced the latest victim (new boyfriend) who seemed a nice enough chap.
She came round again tonight and I said "I'm sorry but you'll have to give Mark the heave-ho"
She said "Why, didn't you like him?"
I said "It's not that but last night I dreamt he stole my car"
She is now convinced I've lost the plot..............
She had a tena moment imagining him driving a SmartCar......he apparently hates them and he drives a 2 litre Saab something or other.
It was defo him that pinched it though.
Look on the bright side Craft, last night I dreamt that my mother decided to turn her house into a lion sanctuary. I went there to find lots of giant killer cats there. And she told me with a malicious smile that she only feeds them every three days.
No I was in my jamas............Right I'm off to bed as I'm knackered, been doing genealogy all day for a mad welsh woman, and all her relatives are called Williams or Price..............