Big "Jim Stiv" has another Birfday !

And gets his Bussing Pass!

Our pal Jim, invited me to his party, Stumpy was very jealous and begged me to take him along. I told him that Animals were not allowed to go.
Imagine how silly a party would be with loads of Dogs under your feet!

Marge helped me do up my Dangly hat, and she agreed with me that Stumpy could not go.

Poor stumpy, he took it quite badly and went in a huff. Marge told him to stop Sulking then she told Phil off because he had not finished the dishes.
Poor Phil! I think he might go in a huff like Stumpy if he does not get his chores finished soon.
I tried to cheer poor Stumps up by giving him a tickle but it did not work one little bit!

Finally, Phil put the Hoover away and we were able to get off to Jim's party.
We were even more late because Marge drove the car and she goes very slow.
Phil asked her if she could not find the axellyrater because if she pressed it we could go faster and would not hold up any more farmers in their Tracktors !
Marge just shrugged her eyebrows and told Phil to shut up! Poor Phil, He He.
Jim was really pleased to see me and quickly opened his presents.

Jim was very pleased with his big White plant pot, Phil whispered to me that old people used to do "Poo's" in this pot, I hope Jim does not find that out or he might be cross!

I do hope Jim washed his hands after holding "That" pot, I think I might give them Veggy Nuggets a miss!

This is Deb's who is Jims lady, I told her what Phil had told me and she just laughed a lot and said Jim was full of it.
I think I will give that Quich that Jim is holding a miss too!

Doh, Marge told me that it was OK because she had put the "Poo Pot" through the Dish washing machine at home, Phew!
I had a look at the other pressys that we had given him. Actually it was Marge who bought them all because Bab's was a bit short of moneys at the moment.
Marge said that these were tablits for "Old folk like Jim", they help his joints and help him keep regular!
Phil said a few bottles of "Bishops Fingers" does that for him, Marge laffed but I was worried about Phil having too much fingers!

The Kid with lots of names was called Joe tonight, he seemed quite happy because he had found this bottle of "Jonny Walters, Red Liable"
I wondered out loud if its the same folk who make Walters crisps, Joe just laffed and poured himself a pint!

Marge asked me to hold her "Cheery Vodka" while she made a texting message. I had a quick sneaky sip and thought it was a bit nice but Bab's prefers GorseAid!

This was an interesting box of cakes, wonder if Jim would mind if Bab's had one or two, or perhaps the whole packet!

Blooming heck, Marge grabbed me away before I could break into the box.
Some folk found it funny but Bab's was bloomin starvin, even Jim's Veggy Nuggets would be good now!

Marge let me go and sit in the quiet room with my friends Blaise and Nicole, the telly was on, I hoped they had a good Taggart or sumfin on to watch.
Instead I think old Jack had "antiquities Roadshow" on, no wonder the young ladies looked bored.

This is my mate John from Newcastor, he has the coldest hands in the world, he put one hand down my collar
Phew that made me sit up straight ha ha ha.

Later on, I had to give Jim a Birthday kiss, urgh I did not want to but Marge made me do it.
I did hope that Phil did not have his cambera handy!

Jim asked me to join in his Birfday phornograph. I think he likes me. I suppose he is not a bad chap really!
I did notice that the bloke next to him had a chipolata sossage stuck in his nose, wonder how it got there?

Jim's neigbour Greg told me he was a world renowned Hypothisis and could make people do anything he wanted.
All he had to do was wave his "Clock Ring" in your face and you were in his power!
Looks like Joe and John were already in his clutches but I knew better and covered my eyes, Nah, Nah, na, na, na!

Silly man, he did not look after his "Ring", so when he went for another "Curling lager" I grabbed it and hid it in this present bag.
I hope that if Jim finds it does not turn him mad like Greg!