Jokes

SNOWED in last week, we ran out of bread, so my wife got out her old breadmaker.

She was just about to knead the dough when there was an explosion of flour dust — from which the face of a big cat stared out, giving a loud roar. Shocked, she dropped the bowl and shrieked in alarm.

At this point I rushed in, saw what had happened and said: ‘Nothing to be worried about, love, it’s just the beast from the yeast.’