ToeB or not ToeB

[Joe Farang]

Ok, i live in Ireland with my Thai wife. Last night we went to bed and sleep. In the early hours of the morning  2.00, 3.00 4.00, no real idea of the time I was awoken from my slumber. I looked to the end of the bed and my wife was poking my toes with her finger whilst crouched down on her haunches like all Thais can do, but Farangs risk dislocating a hip if we attempt the same. What are you doing says I. I had a dream says she, that the Lotto numbers are on your toes and I am looking to see. I then spent the next hour trying to get back to sleep whilst she got into bed and went back to the land of zed in 3 mins..

Roll on to tonight, I work days from home still and she works evenings. I went for a few pints after wirk and came hime 22.30. She was home already with a tsk tsk about me going for a few drinks. I had a terrible day says I. A terrible pain in my leg all day and my leg was swollen. What happened says she. No idea says I  I had to take off my shoe and sock due to the swelling, omg says she, are you ok. Yes, says I, when I looked at my swollen foot, number 417 was coming up on my toes. She hurled abuse at me before hiding her face and started laughing quietly trying to hide it at same time.