NUN JOKE

The Sunday Muse #86A

I could not resist using this great prompt as a vehicle for a Nun joke

Sister Marguerite was attending her duties when she noticed some of her sisters looking at her in a rather strange way, giggling and some making rather strange comments.

"Ah! sister Marguerite", said sister Cleo, "I can see you got out of bed the wrong side this morning!" and laughed and wandered off.

Sister Bernadette looked at her quizzically and said, "Did you get out of bed the wrong side today?"

"No, I'm ok, thanks, nothing wrong or unusual!"

"Sister Marguerite!!", said sister Theresa, "I can see you got out of bed the wrong side today!"

"No, I'm ok , , honestly!"

This went on all morning and she was beginning to get annoyed and made some curt comments herself as the morning wore on, 

Eventually she met Mother Superior who looked her up and down and was about to speak when Sister Marguerite cut her short by saying, "People have been asking me all morning if there is something wrong with me. Honestly, if anyone else asks me if I got out of bed the wrong side I shall explode, even if I have to say three Hail Marys as a penance."

"Well, my dear Sister Marguerite, I was not going to ask you that question but I do have another question I would like to ask.

"Why are you wearing the Bishop's shoes?"

lol

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No offence meant, just good humour, if any Nun's are reading.

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CULINARY DISASTERS

The Sunday Muse #84

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Culinary Disasters On The Wall

The evidence in my kitchen is plain to see

My cooking is wanting to the nth degree.

Years of grime and greasy fat

Cling to walls of my one bed flat.

With huge high hopes I read each recipe

I read each twice with sheer necessity.

Ingredients prepared with loving hands

Made it safely to my pots and pans.

All went well until the cooking,

Was it something I'd been overlooking?

Because each heartbreaking burnt disaster,

Spattered walls and the ceiling plaster

My simple intentions to inspire

Ended in a raging chip pan fire.

It's a wonder I am alive to tell

Frequent disasters which did not go well.

That explains the wall erosion

Years and years of pan explosion.

Now I do not cook at all

It's ready meals from the local stall.

Eddie Bluelights

1 December 2019

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