I don’t think I’m a particularly funny person. I’m certainly not very good at writing comedy. But I keep laughing to myself when I remember what I said in a conversation a couple of weeks ago. It, I think, is funny; it was not my intention.
Person: Hi, Nik. Happy new year.
Me: Happy new year. Did you have a good Christmas?
Person: Not that great. I had that stomach bug that’s been going round. What about you?
Me: No, I’ve not had it. I’ve been fine.
Person (smiling sympathetically) : Your Christmas?
(I should add that I thought my little joke to Doc over the weekend about not banking on the circus to finish on time because it was run by a bunch of clowns was a good one. For me at least. Hmm. Probably just me.)