Jeremy Beadle - My Fake Diary
Sunday, 22 June 2003
Hello readers. It was Sunday today. Usually a slow day for the usual jests, but I'd planned something special for my lovely wife Sue.
She went to the kitchen this morning, as is her usual routine. On went the kettle and *BANG*, prank number one complete. Next, she opened the cupboard to get some cereal and *WHACK*, down came the precariously balanced tins of beans. Then, enter me, clad in a hilarious black leather jacket, big beard and odd glasses.
Sue was in a complete state. She was lying on the floor, her dressing gown cuff singed and a gashing cut above her left eye. Needless to say I was proud of my work and this put me on a high for the rest of the day. She mumbled something, I think it was a feable laugh. Oh God, I love her so much.
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