A London man sees a job as a gynaecologist's assistant and pops round to get more details. He got very excited when he saw the job description.
1 Take off ladies' underwear .
2 Wash and shave the ladies' private parts.
3 Gently rub oil into the newly shaved area.
He got even more excited when he saw the salary at £55,000.
He asked the secretary how he should apply and she said, "Go to Plymouth."
"Why Plymouth?" he said. "Is that where the job's based?"
"No," she said, "that's the back of the fuckin' queue."
About Me
- Alex
- Jan and I moved from England to France in July 2002 and then, in February 2011, after nearly 9 great years in France we have moved to North Yorkshire, England, to be nearer to my ageing mother. The move to France was primarily motivated by the opportunity to, 'have an adventure', after our children had flown the nest. Well now the adventure continues. After six years back in England our delightful Beauceron Max has died and leaves a confused Minnie who has only ever known her beloved companion . She is a Beauceron, a large but very congenial, French breed of sheep dog. By a total coincidence my mother told Jan that North Yorkshire, Ripon, is where I was conceived. Frankly, a bit too much information but it just goes to show that what goes around comes around. This journal reflects the thoughts, likes, dislikes, fantasies and observations of our latest life in Yorkshire, for me, Jan, Minnie and my alter ego Ed.
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