My father in law had a joke about gardening - he came from Yorkshire, and was proud of it.
A new vicar in the parish took to walking around to say "hello" to the villagers. One house had a lovely front garden, beautiful flowers, and neatly planted bushes.
There was a man he didn't know in the garden, working with a spade, so he introduced himself, and asked whether the man had lived there a long while. "Ay", he said, "but we 'only moved 'ere a couple of years ago. We used to live at other end of t'village."
The vicar remembered seeing the house before when he applied to work in the parish, and that it had a rather sad garden at that time. "Ah", said the vicar, "I see you and the good Lord have done wonders with this lovely garden."
"Indeed", said the man.
"You should 'ave seen it when the good Lord did it all by 'imself".
A new vicar in the parish took to walking around to say "hello" to the villagers. One house had a lovely front garden, beautiful flowers, and neatly planted bushes.
There was a man he didn't know in the garden, working with a spade, so he introduced himself, and asked whether the man had lived there a long while. "Ay", he said, "but we 'only moved 'ere a couple of years ago. We used to live at other end of t'village."
The vicar remembered seeing the house before when he applied to work in the parish, and that it had a rather sad garden at that time. "Ah", said the vicar, "I see you and the good Lord have done wonders with this lovely garden."
"Indeed", said the man.
"You should 'ave seen it when the good Lord did it all by 'imself".
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