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Rumshott is one of the finest landed estates in England. However, when James Aden takes up the position of Deputy Agent he does not realise the full extent of what the job entails. He finds himself spending his days negotiating with royalty, farmers, and even wildlife, as well as the imperious Lady Leghorn. In order to survive, James must come to terms with his role quickly, and not let himself get too distracted by Sophie, the pre-college assistant.
What do you do when there are goldfish in the horse's water tank, a baby magpie in the bedroom, a cow in the kitchen and a half-dozen small dogs rolling in the dirt to get rid of the smell of skunk? It's all in a day's work on Gayle Bunney's farm near Bonnyville, Alberta. Bunney's hilarious and heartwarming stories are filled with down-to-earth observations on country life and the animals she loves. There's Old Pete, the cow that uses the kitchen sink as a water trough; Tramp, the fearless little dog who takes on coyotes and muskrats and climbs on a roof in pursuit of a cat; and Studley, the diminutive but raging black stallion. From encounters with eccentric neighbours and a curious herd of buffalo to the perils of working in a country bar and Internet dating, cowgirl style, Bunney conveys the frustrations and joys of rural Alberta life with wit and compassion.
When her iconic shoe designer father dies and surprisingly leaves the whole company to her, Charlie Glass decides to reinvent herself and revitalize the brand.
The good ship sped on her way across the calm Atlantic. It was an outward passage, according to the little charts which the company had charily distributed, but most of the passengers were homeward bound, after a summer of rest and recreation, and they were counting the days before they might hope to see Fire Island Light. On the lee side of the boat, comfortably sheltered from the wind, and just by the door of the captain's room (which was theirs during the day), sat a little group of returning Americans. The Duchess (she was down on the purser's list as Mrs. Martin, but her friends and familiars called her the Duchess of Washington Square) and Baby Van Rensselaer (she was quite old enough to vote, had her sex been entitled to that duty, but as the younger of two sisters she was still the baby of the family)—the Duchess and Baby Van Rensselaer were discussing the pleasant English voice and the not unpleasant English accent of a manly young lordling who was going to America for sport. Uncle Larry and Dear Jones were enticing each other into a bet on the ship's run of the morrow. “I'll give you two to one she don't make 420,” said Dear Jones. “I'll take it,” answered Uncle Larry. “We made 427 the fifth day last year.” It was Uncle Larry's seventeenth visit to Europe, and this was therefore his thirty-fourth voyage. “And when did you get in?” asked Baby Van Rensselaer. “I don't care a bit about the run, so long as we get in soon.” “We crossed the bar Sunday night, just seven days after we left Queenstown, and we dropped anchor off Quarantine at three o'clock on Monday morning.” “I hope we sha'n't do that this time. I can't seem to sleep any when the boat stops.” “I can, but I didn't,” continued Uncle Larry, “because my stateroom was the most for'ard in the boat, and the donkey-engine that let down the anchor was right over my head.” “So you got up and saw the sun rise over the bay,” said Dear Jones, “with the electric lights of the city twinkling in the distance, and the first faint flush of the dawn in the east just over Fort Lafayette, and the rosy tinge which spread softly upward, and——”...
Ten years ago, I quit the drama of teaching to become a Realtor. In the last ten years, Ive seen chickens and goats raised inside of a home, Ive rolled down a hill with a broken ankle, sold homes to a really bad mime and a Russian mail order bride, talked with psychic appraisers with transmitters in their ankles, had a sales partner abducted by aliens, nearly died twice, peed my pants several times, witnessed my partner crap her pants and had the ghost of Elvis Presley unzip my sleeping bag at a slumber party. YesI bought one of Elvis Presleys homes! This is just a taste of the most outrageous and hilarious stories inside this book. The true stories of home sales are by far stranger than fiction! No one can make this up.
Funny Stuff in the Bible is a field trip through the Bible library hunting for funny stuff. The many stories and other literature in this library were written over a period of a thousand years. This is well known. Thinking of the Bible as a library provides perspective. Though there are more copies of this library, its writings bound into a single volume, than of any other book in the world, the literature in it is underrated and underenjoyed. It is underenjoyed because of the smog created by the notion that every word is religiously serious and not for enjoyment, let alone laughter. This overlay of morality and religious seriousness makes it difficult to read a particular story as we do other stories in the world. Funny Stuff shakes off these notions to enjoy some stories. The Bible is a large library. We can only explore a little of it as we look both for stuff that makes us laugh and also things that are strange. We investigate what we come across--stumble on, so to speak. The quest is undertaken in good humor and with light hearts.

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