Friday, 14th December 2018
THE PRICKLY PAIR Article
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This Month's Magazine
MAIL to Prickly Pair

MAIL to Prickly Pair

This month we decided to publish some of the mail we received from readers with our replies. Please do keep writing in as we are happy to help you with some of our deepest wisdom.

HUNG LIKE A HORSE
Dear prickly Pair,
My wife recently lost her much beloved horse after many happy years together and no-one could have grieved more for my wife’s sad loss; however, what has happened since the tragic demise of ‘Sampson’ defies belief.

I am living in some kind of macabre nightmare, on the night that Sampson died my wife was understandably very upset, I gave her my full support as any loving
husband would. After the initial shock I was hoping things would get back to normal, imagine my horror when, returning from work, I find my wife has decapitated ‘Sampson’ with the intention of having his head stuffed so as to hang it above the bed. God knows I am an understanding guy but this has got to be wrong.

While searching for a taxidermist is more of a challenge for my wife, ‘Sampson’s head is in our freezer. Please help, I am a good many years older than my wife, so you can imagine what kind of fears this is conjuring-up for me.
Terrified... Malaga.

P P SAYS...
It’s a shame you didn’t supply your real name, because referring to you as Mr Terrified somehow gives a slight comedy angle, to what is after all, no laughing matter.
Your wife is a very sick woman I can say this with total conviction, because no sane woman would ever hang her dead horses head over the bed, the dining room is the only place where you would get away with it. My advice to you is, get your wife a copy of “Country Living” as soon as possible


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BEING CATTY
Dear prickly Pair,
Last year my husband had an accident which left him confined to a wheelchair, as a consequence, he now spends a lot of time in the house alone. Feeling sorry for him, I brought a kitten to keep him company. Now, a year later, I have never regretted anything more in my life! He has named the cat Steven and aside from the obvious embarrassing connotations of having to listen to him begging Steven to sit on his lap in front of friends and family, in the back of my mind there is the fear that he has become just a little too fond of Steven.

I am not a jealous woman but I am beginning to feel a little left out, please help.
Mary... Estepona.

P P SAYS...
Dear Mary,
You failed to tell us whether your husband’s accident has left him paralyzed from the waist down! If this is the case then even the most alluring pussy will be unlikely to occasion any kind of untoward behaviour. Try to stop letting your imagination run away with you although it may be a little healthier if you suggest maybe renaming the cat Pickle or Tibby



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