For me, each morning begins with Radio 4. I miss a fair amount of news because my mind tends to wander in those delicious moments between sleep and wakefulness when I am at my most creative.
A few days ago, something was said on Thought for Today that took my attention. Unfortunately, I didn’t catch the name of the contributor. On arriving home from the supermarket, he explained to his wife why he had only bought eighty-eight bread rolls. She was a little confused and asked how many he had wanted. He showed her the shopping list where it said, ‘100 rolls’. She explained she had written ‘loo rolls’.
I don’t know if this was true, I may have heard it on April 1st, but it made me chuckle. On thinking about it, I laughed some more. I’m not always so easy to please. My friend and I sat in stony silence on the sofa watching ‘Outnumbered’. To us, there was absolutely nothing funny about the show. Our spouses, sitting on the other sofa, were struggling to draw breath, they were laughing so much.
I have no idea what tickles one person and leaves another cold. I very much enjoy the re-runs of Morecambe and Wise, but have another friend who has never found Eric Morecambe funny. To me, he was the funniest man to have walked this earth.
My husband taught me to laugh after we were married. As a child, we girls were discouraged from laughing loudly. If we did, we were reprimanded for being ‘raucous’ and yet the boys were encouraged to throw back their heads and laugh heartily.
Laughter is joyful and I can never hear too much of it. It doesn’t matter what sets you off. My mother only has to think of her straight-laced grandmother falling in the village pond to make her helpless with laugher, albeit silently.
Laughter is the perfect way to start the day and so I would like to thank whoever told the anecdote about loo rolls. It was a perfect start to my day.
I will leave you with a Tim Vine joke that also makes me laugh.
“Conjunctivitis.com – that’s a site for sore eyes.”