Laughter, the Best Medicine
■ While I was checking out some books
in my local library, a man strode up and
thrust a novel he’d borrowed into the
librarian’s hand.
“That’s the worst book I’ve ever read,”
he said. “A load of rubbish. I gave up on it.”
He was so rude and loud that I had to
ask what the book was. The librarian held
it up so I could see.
I recognised the title and author and said
I thought she was rather good. This caused
the man to launch into another tirade
against the writer and females in general.
I smiled and left him to it. The book was
This Charming Man by Marian Keyes.
Sheila Clark, Ferndown, Dorset
■ I’m a total commitment phobic. I’ve
been having therapy for it.
Well, I had one session, but at the end
“And what with the allotment, we’re
pretty much self-sufficient now”
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the therapist asked me, “Are you going to
make another appointment?”
I said, “Oooh, too clingy.”
■The Royal Mail received five million
letters complaining about its service in the
last12 months.
Profits are up40 per cent.
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Comedienne Lucy Porter
Terry Sangster, Bebington, Merseyside
Why do old people pick up
the phone and say their
number? I’ve just dialled it.
Do they open their front
door and say their address?
■On Valentine’s Day last year, I
arrived at the GP’s surgery where I work
as a receptionist to see a mystery man
pacing up and down.
As I got out of the car, he came over
and declared warmly, “I’ve got something
for you.”
I was rather excited and looked inside
the little bag.
It was a urine sample.
Comedian Michael McIntyre
Heather Boyd, Eastbourne, East Sussex
■ During a visit to Manchester’s Imperial
War Museum North, I was reading the
poignant stories of men who had lost their
lives in battle. Out of the corner of my eye,
I spied someone walking towards me. He
was as engrossed in the exhibit as me, so as
I moved along the display I politely stepped