A Yorkshireman is lying on his death bed
He had been unwell for a while, and the time was drawing near. The man had asked for his family to be gathered in the bedroom to say their goodbyes.
“Is my darling wife here with me?”
“Yes, love.”
“And is my son here, in the bedroom with me?”
“Yes Father, I’m here.”
r>“And is my daughter here, in the bedroom with me?”
“Yes Daddy. Oh please don’t leave us!”
“And are my grandchildren in here with me?”
“Yes, grandad!”
“Then why is the feckin light still on in the front room?”
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