Anyone for a mince pie?

I don’t have a Christmas card for any of you but do help yourself to a mince pie.  There’s Courvoisier cream or a dab of brandy butter to go with, if you like.

Merry Christmas to all the Charioteers and thanks for the laughs and the interesting views and debate over the year.

Sorry I haven’t had time to read more and make a bigger contribution over the last month or two but time has been in short supply.  Must try harder in New Year!

Best wishes for a happy and peaceful Christmas, however you choose to spend it. 😀

Respect!

An Algerian man, Abderrahmane Saidi, has been fined €750 by a court in Nice for insulting the French flag. He also received a four-month suspended sentence and was ordered to attend classes on citizenship. Insulting the tricolour is punishable in France by a fine of up to €1,500.

I wonder what would have happened to Mr. Saidi had he insulted the Union Flag in the UK, or the Cross of St. George in England, a country which does not even have its own national anthem.

To lower the tone…

After 25 years of marriage, Eileen and her husband Bob
went for counseling.

When asked what the problem was, Eileen went into a
passionate, painful tirade listing every problem they had
ever had in the 25 years they had been married.
She went on and on and on….. neglect, lack of intimacy,
emptiness, loneliness, feeling unloved and unlovable, an
entire laundry list of unmet needs she had endured over
the course of their marriage.

Finally, after allowing this to go on for quite a long
time, the therapist got up, walked around the desk and
after asking Eileen to stand, embraced her, unbuttoned her
blouse and bra, put his hands on her breasts and massaged
them thoroughly, while kissing her passionately, as her
husband Bob watched with a raised eyebrow.

Eileen shut up, buttoned up her blouse, and quietly sat
down, while basking in the glow of being highly aroused.

The therapist turned to Bob and said, “This is what your wife
needs at least three times a week.. Can you do this?”

Bob thought for a moment and said, “Well, I can drop her off
here on Mondays and Wednesdays, but on Fridays, I play golf.”