Well, that’s an nice memorable title for this post. It was inspired by a Radio 4 news item today. Oops. It was Spitfires, not Messerschmitts. Now what to write?

The Messerschmitts and Fockers joke was one that my brother told us at our 40th wedding anniversary nine years ago. He had a T-shirt about it too.

I can just about remember it, but I won’t repeat it here as it’s pretty well known. I usually can’t remember jokes (heck, I’ve never been able to remember anything) but my favourite one as a child was one that Uncle John told us. It has bugged me for years trying to remember the beginning, so just now I Googled it and found it. Here goes –

A papa polar bear, a mama polar bear and a baby polar bear got stranded on an ice-floe and drifted out to sea. They decided to tell stories to pass the time. Papa told his favourite story abut the time he outwitted a hunter. Mama told a story about the timeshe tricked a seal into coming for lunch. Then Papa turned to the baby bear. ‘What’s your story, son? he asked. The baby bear shivered. “My tail’s told!” he replied

My all-time favourite joke is one my daughter tells. You need to put on the voice!

A rabbit came to a shop and asked, “Got any carrots?” The seller answered, “No!” The next day the rabbit came again and asked, “Got any carrots?” The seller retorted, “No!” Next day the rabbit came and asked, “Got any carrots?” The seller shouted, “NO! And if you come again and ask for carrots, I’ll take nails and hammer you on the wall by your ears!!!!! Early the next morning rabbit came back and asked, ” Got any nails?” The seller answered, “No!” The rabbit asked, “Got any carrots?”

The two elder grandchildren (15 and 11) are coming to stay next week. They groan when I start telling jokes, so hopefully this post will get it out of my system and we can have a good week. They’ve really grown since our Ruby Wedding. They used to love my jokes then! They’re the ones not in red.