The last Prowse?

 

A bit of fun to kick off this post.

Well, some of you will know that I'm a grandfather.

The shadow belongs to his dad
who is taking the picture.

Many years ago, I found dad (the shadow guy who was about eight, or younger, at the time) crying in his bed.

He told me sadly, "I'm going to be the last Prowse." - he was the youngest Prowse at the time.

Dad was eventually proven very wrong - there are heaps of younger Prowses now!

The youngest now is his cute little son, Harrison Robert Prowse.

Will Harrison grow up with the same fear as his father?

No, I can tell you that is not going to happen.

How do I know?

Because the next little Prowse is due next April.

Come on Peter, you were in 3 Pee, do the maths!

I will have two grandchildren - two boys with the surname Prowse.

In these days, when rents (and mortgages) are very high, both parents have to work.

That means that I will be a very busy grandad. Hey, but I can handle that!

For a starter, I have a collection of very good jokes and riddles.

Here are a few examples of my riddles:

Q. Colin gets two dogs, a German shepherd and a poodle. What is he called now?

A. Colin.

Q. What is brown and looks like a stick?

A. A stick.

Q. A horse walks into a bar. What does the barman say?

A. "Why the long face?"

Q. Two Irishmen see a sign saying, "Tree fellers wanted." What does one of them say?

A. "If Sean was here, we could have gone for that job."

Okay, you're probably rolling around laughing now. 

One thing is for sure, these two little boys are due for a humour treat!

I'll leave you there for today.

Ciao tutti.