Big Al (for some bizarre reason) sent me a link to a BBC story last week which says that grumpy people think more clearly, are less gullible and are better at decision making. I suppose there had to be an upside to a previous story that Optimists live 19% longer than those who are miserable.
One advantage of being away at Christmas is that you leave many of your troubles at home. It may have been mentioned on this blog from time to time that one of the sources of despair, frustration and high blood-pressure at home is the evil mole which has turned the back lawn into a miniature BMX track for small animals.
Once again Big Al has stepped in with a thoughtful Christmas Gift to myself which is designed to remind me of my little velvet waistcoated friend at home:
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My doctor removed a few moles for me last month. Would you like his address?
Whac-a-mole makes a nice dip with some tortilla chips, don't you think? Or do you prefer crudités?
Respect to Big Al for finding the perfect gift.
It should train Oz and Lil to be excellent mole catchers when they get home.
Or you could dig up the lawn and plant spuds.
I've just bought some moleskin trousers so I'm doing my bit.
Dave: Did he use a mole wrench?
Z: How are things in Whac-a-mole? Is that little light still shining there?
Kaz: Oz and Lil have made a rule about doing useful. Spuds would be good but our mole would probably be a chip fan.
Geoff: I hope you've added a Moleskin Notebook to the list as well.
You're missing a trick, Rog. You should be charging the other animals to ride their BMXs round your garden.
Richard: That would be exploitation. I'll start in January!
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