Post by siampolee on Jan 17, 2024 9:36:55 GMT 7
Old Sandy McPherson was dying.
Tenderly, his wife Maggie knelt by his bedside and asked, 'Anything I can get you, Sandy?' - No reply.
'Have ye no' a last wish, Sandy?'
Faintly, came the answer ... 'A wee bit of yon boiled ham.'
'Wheesht, man,' said Maggie, 'ye ken fine that's for the funeral.'
Tenderly, his wife Maggie knelt by his bedside and asked, 'Anything I can get you, Sandy?' - No reply.
'Have ye no' a last wish, Sandy?'
Faintly, came the answer ... 'A wee bit of yon boiled ham.'
'Wheesht, man,' said Maggie, 'ye ken fine that's for the funeral.'
