One of those stories that make the entire week worthwhile! I knocked on the door and the dog starts barking. The customer answers and the barking stops. I look to my right and theres a parrot in a cage. It catches my eye and starts cackling. Dont mind her, shes crackers, says my customer. The dog died a few years ago but she still remembers it and barks whenever someone comes to the door. I chuckle. She shows me through to the washer and I set to work. Not the worst thing shes done, mind. No? No. When we first got her the bloke warned us not to teach it to swear and we promised we wouldnt. Me Mam made me Dad solemnly promise and he swore he wouldnt. When me Dad died a couple of years ago, the vicar came round and me Mam made him a cup of tea and they sat nattering. The parrot must have said something because the vicar jokingly says, I hope he doesnt know any swear words Mrs Hanley and me Mam says, No vicar we made my husband- God rest his soul- promise not to. That and the horses. At the mention of horses the parrot shouts COME ON YOU BAAAAASTARD! and me Mam goes bright red and says Eeee, its lucky hes dead, cos if he were still alive Id kill him with me bare hands. The vicar loved it. I am currently wearing the biggest grin.
Posted on: Fri, 07 Nov 2014 11:54:41 +0000
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