garage sales

Sometimes they're good, sometimes you wish you'd stayed home.
I was out today, on my way to Marden for Lambertz Gingerbreads in milk and dark chocolate, when I passed a garage sale sign. I was on the opposite side of the road, so promised myself I'd stop in on the way home if it was still on.
It was and look what I found---->



Here's part of the blurb on the back cover: Thursday Next, a literary detective..........ties the knot with the man she loves........It turns out her husband of one month actually drowned thirty-eight years ago.........."


And I found this------->


look how thick it is--->

Here's a few lines from inside:

I'm so unlucky, when my ship finally came in, I was waiting at the Airport.

How do you circumcise a whale? You send down four skin divers.

Boycott:- somewhere to keep male babies.

Climate:- what you do with a ladder.

Out of Bounds:- an exhausted kangaroo.

Shamrock:- imitation mineral.

How can you tell when you're out of invisible ink?

Doesn't expecting the unexpected make the unexpected become the expected?

Does killing time damage eternity?

If I save time when do I get it back?

How many actors does it take to change a lightbulb? Just one; they don't like to share the spotlight.

I can hear you all laughing from here......