Mistake

When Hamish marked out a reserved place for himself in the car park everyone felt it was fair enough, after all it is the car park for Hamish's Bar. His son was a bit miffed though and demanded that his Dad create a parking space for him too. So Hamish got the paint brush out again and did just that.

On a day short of laughs it managed to make me chuckle. Nearly as much as when the bar maid was trying to track down which of the old soaks in Hamish's Bar had actually used some fabric softener or, heaven forbid, after shave as there was an unusually nice smell coming from their corner. One of the old boys asked her to smell his hands and she thought she was smelling lavender from his gardening until he told her it was the aloe vera toilet roll his wife had bought and he'd just had a dump before coming round for a pint.