Category Archives: Humour

A Max Miller* joke circa 1950

Man: ‘I like seeing experienced girls home.’ Girl: ‘But I’m not experienced.’ Man: ‘You’re not home yet.’ *Max Miller was an outrageous radio comedian who swerved through the UK’s strict censorship laws in the 1950s. (Chris)

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Dentists: a joke

Jim opened his mouth and his dentist looked into a gold mine. (Chris)

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Toxic English Snobbery: 1950s Cricket

“Worcester and England leg- spinner Roly Jenkins [had] a flippant attitude towards the amateur*…. had produced a well-written piece on spin bowling. Walter Robbins, a class- conscious autocrat who found it inconceivable that a mere professional could be so erudite, … Continue reading

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Malapropism: a victim speaks

After a brutal attack Jim was asked if he would report it to the police. He replied, “Nah the police wouldn’t be interested. To them it’s just one more sadistic.” (Del)

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Gentrification: a downside

“I hate crummy old inner-city blocks getting all revitalised with swish little stores catering to queers and stoned interracial couples.” John Updike Rabbit is Rich

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DNA: a joke

Barrister: How do you explain the fact that your DNA was found at the scene of the crime? Jim: It might have dropped out of my pocket. (Chris)

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Labrador Retrievers

“The thing about being a Labrador retriever – you were born for fun. Seldom was your loopy, freewheeling mind cluttered by contemplation, and never by sombre worry; every day was a romp…And everywhere you went there were gullible humans who … Continue reading

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The Big Plaster

Although childhood memories of the early 50s are fading fast, we should record them for our children to try and understand why we think and do as we do even now. They were the years that shaped us – and … Continue reading

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Sleaze: a wordless poem

  (Chris)  

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A Canadian Gold Mine: a joke

A Canadian gold mine is a hole in the ground owned by a liar. (Chris)

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