Welcome - If you like what I have put up here, then please bookmark the site.

If you come back, its a good idea to press "Refresh", cos the pages will have changed.

Before anyone gets on their high horse, I unashamedly say it now, yes, some of these jokes etc. have been ripped out of other sites, usenets etc - that shows you have some good taste if it was your site!

Other jokes etc have been emailed or suggested to me, by friends and comrades (and myself) in the forefront of the battle to make people laugh!

I thank you for picking my site to visit, out of the millions of others out there in Webland.

MY NAME: Terry or Tel, I am a full blooded Yorkshire male tyke.

WHERE I'M FROM: Sheffield, UK

LIFE AMBITIONS: To get sour faced people to laugh, and to get people who already have a sense of humour, get the first lot in this sentence to laugh - spread the word. Laughing is far more pleasurable and productive than fightin', bitchin' and snitchin'. Other than that, I would like a *small* lottery win of around £250,000, that's fantasy, otherwise I have decided I'm happy with what I have... so why spoil it?

WHEN WAS I BORN: Before the time of Methuselah and the birth of Craig Webster (private joke - he's very old - I'm sure he'll like me even more for that one!) In reality I was born 19 July 1956 - which makes me either a very old git if you are under 20, an older guy if your 20 to 40, in my prime if your 40+ to 60, not that old if your 60+ to 80, and still a snot nosed kid if your 80+... but age is something we burden ourselves with... so I'm as old as you want me to be, and I'm as old as I feel!

WHAT'S ON THE SITE: Whatever you can find - literally! I am always tinkering and tampering with this damn site... So its probably safer to say "go look around and find what nuggets are available". Plus, I am always in the process of putting some jokes, funny programs, text stuff, vid clips or whatever up here, but only the one's I feel are good enough to either make you laugh, or make you groan out loud. But then again, this is my own personal taste on things.

WHERE'S MY FAVOURITE PLACE: A place I love to holiday in - Ibiza. Before you say anything, its definitely not all about San Antonio. My family and I have been visiting this very cosmopolitan Balearic Island in the Mediterranean Sea since 1990, and it is an island of many contrasts. If you have ever been there and only hit the clubs and beaches, you haven't actually seen the Ibiza that others have. But yes, the pubs, clubs, bars etc. are all - for the most part - a vibrant part of the life on Ibiza. The interior\countryside is a paradise.

AM I HITCHED UP ETC: Unfortunately for all my female fans (ha!) I am married and have been so since 1977 (gulp!). I first met my lovely missus in 1972. This union has produced a son born in 1975 who thinks on a different plane to the rest of us, and will probably continue to do so for eternity, (he's a good kid in reality) and a daughter who thinks arguments and a voice level three decibels above the sound of a bull elephant farting, is acceptable human practice... she was born in 1982. But I love her to bits really.

WHAT DO I LIKE IN LIFE: People interest me, people with a sense of humour, be it ironic, dry or quick witted. It makes the world go round, and while ever people are engaged in laughing, they don't fight, and while ever they don't fight, there are no wars. I also, to my waistline's cost, love red wine, good food and beer.

WHAT DO I THINK ABOUT WOMEN: I think that humorous women should run the world, they probably wouldn't have much time for wars, they'd all be too busy shopping, trying on each others clothes and makeup, planning where to go down town on a Friday night, making sure men didn't get too peed in the pub - and sorting out big kid's (men) and little kids (kids) problems (whoohoo, that should upset the women's libbers, but then again, they aren't likely to read this guff). I also love women just because they are who and what they are, and I think my wife would forgive me for saying - that I am a terrible flirt! Its just that women fascinate me, with their candour. They will talk about anything, it doesn't take much in the way of niceties to make them happy and they are a good laugh to be with... when was the last time you saw ten women in a room, bar, nightclub, on holiday etc. - not laughing, joking or taking the piss out of each other, blokes, life etc? As to flirting, it makes the world turn round. You would be a miserable sod if you never did it,  and you tell me someone who never does it...

WHAT DO I THINK ABOUT PEOPLE: And (I'm nearly finished!), if you can help others - in whatever way you can, then that is humanity at work. Its what makes us all stand out from the rest of the animal kingdom. You might be glad of it, when it comes to your turn - and you want a helping hand sometime. Even if you only smile or say hello to a passing stranger, that might be their sole contact for the day... that can cheer a person up for the whole of that day, maybe even their week.

In Memoriam

I make no apology for the inclusion of this bit, it may be a site to have a laugh and joke, but what's so wrong with remembering other people, who you used to laugh and joke with... who are no longer around?

The memory is still there.

So, if you have actually read down this far, then you have shown a little interest in part of my life.

This section below, solely serves to keep little mementos of people I have loved and lost.

It also helped me let a small part of my grief out, by writing a small eulogy about them.

Some people say you cannot live with the dead, I say you cannot live without their memories.

Life does go on... but memories, stories, anecdotes etc. should be remembered and passed on to other generations of your families... its your history and their link to the past, and where their roots are... And always remember this:

Never forget your ancestors, for without them...

You would not be here to enjoy this precious life.

Shirley McHale (nee Hadfield)

This site is dedicated to whom I loved dearly, but lost to breast cancer on March 23 1995, my sister Shirley.

She was the life and soul of any gathering, was quick witted and called a spade a spade.

She virtually gave up her life, partly through ignorance, partly through the hospitals fault, when she found out she was pregnant aged 34.

She was told to have the baby, then have cancer treatment... It came too late.

She married the father of her child on the child's (Rebekah) 1st birthday, in a cancer hospital... Weston Park Hospital, Sheffield, UK. She had her 36th birthday, early March, and held out until the 23rd March.

God Bless our Shirls.

Dinah & William Lilleker

It is also dedicated to my Grammity (Grandma) who died March 6 2000.

She did a lot in her life, even ran Derby & Joan Clubs into her 70s\80s.

She lived to be 92.

She had lived on her own, from the late 1960s, when my Granddad died in his mid 60s.

Grammity went blind then virtually deaf at the end, but died peacefully and I believe, blissfully unaware, in a Sheffield, UK hospital.

She helped bring me up in my formative years, and her Sunday dinner roasts, Yorkshire puddings, onion gravy and lets not forget her coconut cake - was second to none.

Grandad was a hard worker all his life, and on Sunday's he'd go for his one little luxury, a few pints in the Three Feathers.

He'd come home, and if I was there for my Sunday Roast, he'd tip his small change out, and tell me to "go 'n buy thisen summat tha likes lad. Be it a toy or sum comics, tha knows what tha wants".

God Bless my Grammity & Granddad.

Joseph & Mary Hadfield

Yes, my other Granddad & Grandma did have the biblical names, they were also hot on going to Chapel.

Granddad was a conscientious objector in WWI - because his religious beliefs would not allow him to kill another man... he was still doing his bit as an ambulance man though, as far as I know.

They died in their late 80s in the 1990s... within six months of each other... Grandma first, then my Granddad who fell down the stairs, poor bloke wasn't discovered for ages.

Grandma used to do nice Christmas dinners and she used to have a small dog called Dinky - she got stuck with the name Dinky-Grandma!

Granddad used to take me fishing as a small lad.

He also got me a job at a local snooker hall, that wasn't a job, it was pure bliss!

God Bless Grandma & Granddad.