Ribbit!
I’m a slug munching machine, me.
A rose by any other name…
Just what do you call a group of gardeners? Apart from ‘muddy’ that is.
A fence lasts three years,…
…a dog lasts three fences, a horse lasts three dogs, and a man lasts three horses.
Q: What fruit swings in the trees?
I say, I say, I say… have you heard the one about the three nuns in the bath?
Howdyalikedempotatoes?
Why I oughta…!
Well, shell my beans!
They were covered in slugs - yuk!
Mind the ants, Allotment 23!
The’s a whole lot of back-breaking work!
Name That Pestilence!
The Third Horseman, tired of mucking out stables and treating sadle sores, got a job as a TV game show host. Frankly, it was a mistake.
Sand and bricks a path do make
Not to mention sweat, blood and the occasional f-word.
