DREAM ON
My granddaughter has a habit of crawling into bed with her parents. One night, my son managed to lift her out while she was still slumbering and popped her back into her own bed. Five minutes later, Miss Three threw open their bedroom door, then shouted, “Well, that wasn’t very nice, was it?” as she jumped back in!
Still Chuckling, Southland
DON’T FIDDLE!
As Mum was away, Dad sewed a button onto his shirt himself. When Mum returned and did the washing, she couldn’t make out what had made gummy spots on the clothes... Until she found out Dad had sewn the button on with a violin string.
Moa, Lower Hutt, June 18, 1973
MONEY TALKS
My grandson was given $20 for his birthday and was persuaded by…
