13 things in every charity shop

13 things in every charity shop

Charity shops are ace. You can find untold treasures in them, or even a Right Said Fred annual, and all you have to do is polish your kung fu skills so you can fight off the old ladies who are eyeing up your stuff.

The final boss of the charity shop is Yvonne, Guardian of the Raffle Tickets. She stands behind the counter, and will charge you an arbitrary price for something depending on whether or not she likes the look of you:

“Those slacks look common. 20 quid for the jigsaw.”

“You look like a woman I don’t like called Beverley. I’m not selling you this.”

“Your Malcolm works at the bowls club doesn’t he? Have this Faberge egg for 50p.”

She will also bar your path with her mighty bosom if she decides your handbag’s too big. Continue reading “13 things in every charity shop”

My raffle: a 5 year old’s attempt at scamming

My raffle: a 5 year old’s attempt at scamming

As a child I was always coming up with stupid get rich quick schemes. I would accompany my parents to the car boot sale and set up my own little table beside them, where I spent the morning trying to convince adults that my empty toilet roll tube with a face drawn on it was an antique, and was worth a hundred pounds. Or I would glue myself to 2p machines whenever we went to the seaside, convinced that I was going to turn a profit and come home with approximately £1,000,000,000 in 2ps. Continue reading “My raffle: a 5 year old’s attempt at scamming”

Stupid yoga from 1993

Stupid yoga from 1993

The other day, my mother in law bought this:

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I insisted on sharing this classic with you, because I am nice like that.

Yoga is exercise, but for people who really like sitting down and going to sleep. Therefore it’s perfect for me, and I suspect a lot of you guys too. So we’re going to do this yoga course together, and at the end you’ll be all flexible and will be even better at sitting down than you were before.

This is YOGA MAN. He’ll be our main guide throughout this course. There’s a woman one as well, but she doesn’t have such magnificent trousers.

MAN Continue reading “Stupid yoga from 1993”