In the village there is a somewhat "entertaining" elderly lady who owns a rather large and at times bad tempered dog.
This animal goes on walkabout on a regular basis and eventually returns home after its owner blows lustily on what can only be described as a large police whistle
" ey up...theres been another murder in Whitechapel
Well it made me smile
Made me smile too. Bless. xx
ReplyDeleteHa ha! Jack the Ripper is buried about 1 mile from my workshop, John. His name was Walter Sickert.
ReplyDeleteI have read Patricia Cornwell's book on the subject...she makes a good case but I was sure it was blown out of the water?
ReplyDeleteMade me smile, too, John. Have a great weekend! :)
ReplyDeleteu too lindax
ReplyDeleteMade me smile too !
ReplyDeleteI bet they are not even issued those bobby whistles any longer ?
I used to love Dixon of Dock Green, now that's going back a bit :)
Have a lovely weekend John.
~Jo
Better a police whistle than a ghetto blaster. And better a bad tempered dog than the Hound of the Baskervilles.
ReplyDeleteYes nick
ReplyDeletegood job it wasnt a pea souper that night!
coincidently we used to have a village bobby who lived a street away (albeit 100 years ago)
bet he had a whistle!
By 'entertaining lady' I presume you mean 'mad old goat'. Every village should have one.
ReplyDeleteSomeday I hope to reach such heady heights.
LOL made me laugh too!
ReplyDeleteOnly in a small village!
ReplyDeletecheers John
ReplyDeleteAnon husband of witty Lancashire lady !! (PS it wasnt Sickert .....)
yes I know jason!
ReplyDeleteCornwell's novel was completely biased
cornwell blew her chance on that book as well as reputation............
ReplyDeleteI always loved her early work... she went all a bit computerish when lucy went all Commando!
ReplyDeleteJack the Roamer is out again!
ReplyDeleteCornwell's case convinced me, but I think the family was upset by it. 'Case Closed' was always going to be a contentious/arrogant subtitle.
ReplyDeleteShe sounds like my kind of gal, mad as a hatter and happy in it.
ReplyDeletecornwell...always sounded a little OBSESSED which didnt help her arguement
ReplyDeleteYes - the intro where she is running through Central Park (yawn) and feels all the murdered women asking her to help... well, it sells books.
ReplyDeleteit has been re-titled "bollocks" now if you look up her book on JTR
ReplyDeleteFunny!
ReplyDeleteThe story did not make me grin or smile or even...God Forbid...LOL. It did however cause me to bark at my husband as he came whistling in to the house for no good reason at all.
ReplyDeleteThere'll be coppers knockin' on all our doors next, John. A wonderful post buddy.
ReplyDeleteWhy's the copper using a lamp when it's perfectly light outside?
ReplyDeleteGood one!
ReplyDeleteIt made me smile too John. These eccentric old ladies (and men) are what makes living in a village such fun, I think. I like to think I might be one myself one day!
ReplyDeleteJudging from the heavy black clouds which mean we have to have the lights on to eat our breakfast here I guess you were right to postpone the allotment day. Disappointing though. If we get lots of rain then those opening their allotments will have plenty of new weeding to do before next weekend! Wish I was near enough to come (and to bake a cake.)
Snippets is an odd name for a large and bad-tempered dog. I'd have called him Tyson or Butch or Prescott - something like that.
ReplyDeleteHi John
ReplyDeleteMy Dad was the local bobby for 30 years. We still have his sliver whistle, cape, collar numbers and his truncheon with a few notches on it!
It was great fun being a copper's kid in a police house on a council estate in the 60s & 70s - not!!
Jane
Nice when someone is clever and quick and funny!
ReplyDeleteVery true Jacqueline...
ReplyDelete...do let us know when you are won't you.
Had a big smile at this one. Thanks John. Fascinating Tom's comment about Jack the Ripper being identified as Walter Sickert, but then also ready your comment about Patricia Cornwell's. I have my Dad's old police whistle, it is one of my most treasured possessions.
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