me and my son went swiming on sunday morning to our local pool. i'd taken his tube float along as per usual. i'd previously written dans name on both ends of the tube to avoid any tube ownershop related incidents. at the end of our session i realised that our tube had floated away and some other father and son where using it.
"hello" i said "sorry to interupt but thats my sons tube, we're getting out of the pool now so we need it back" i explained.
"huh" the father replied.
"it's my sons tube" i repeated, "if you look at either end you'll see his name".
"oh sorry, i thought daniel was the tubes name".
i've been working in the ely of cardiff area over the last two weeks where i heard the following two lines which cracked me up.
"it's alright but it isn't caerphilly" and my personal favourite
"yeah he's great. till the pills wear off and he turns into a c**t.
i've included a pic of a mural i just finished last week with a gambian theme for the grand avenue times.
Hilarious as usual and love all the murials. If you fancy an alternative career, you could be ably employed in my home country decorating gable ends (only requirement is to draw a decent gunman holding a kalashnikov) or painting the kerbstones.
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