Sorry for the lack of blogs

Open letter to the huge leagues of beloved 'Englishman turning American fans, (all two of you)

I apologise for not writing anything lately. What can I say, sometimes work gets in the way. I will try and mend the error of my ways! In small recompense, here is a funny story someone shared with me. All you guys out there probably never had this happen to you..... OK, well maybe not this week!

Story from a girl, on her night out...
The other night I was invited out for a night with "the girls." I told my husband that I would be home by midnight, "I promise!"

Well, the hours passed and the margaritas went down way too easy. Around 3 am., a bit loaded, I headed for home.

Just as I got in the door, the damn cuckoo clock in the hall started up and cuckooed 3 times .Quickly, realizing my husband would probably wake up, I cuckooed another 9 times. I was really proud of myself for coming up with such a quick-witted solution (even when totally smashed) in order to escape a possible conflict with him.

The next morning my husband asked me what time I got in, and I told him Midnight". He didn't seem pissed off at all. Whew! Got away with that one!

Then he said, "We need a new cuckoo clock." When I asked him why, he said, "Well, last night our clock cuckooed three times, then said, "Oh shit.", cuckooed 4 more times, cleared it's throat, cuckooed another 3 times, giggled, cuckooed twice more, and then tripped over the coffee table and farted."

Damn those cuckoo clocks!