GEORDIE HUMOUR

Geordie and his mate Charlie were in the pub discussing Geordie’s forthcoming wedding. “Aye it’s ganna be grand,” said Geordie, “ah’ve got everything organised already, the flowers, the church, the cars, the reception, the rings, the minister, even me stag night.” Charlie smiled and nodded, approvingly. “Ah’ve even got meself a kilt te be married in.” continued Geordie with a look of satisfaction. “Blimey, a kilt? That’s brilliant. Ye’ll look smart in that,” exclaimed Charlie, “and what’s the tartan?” “Oh,” said Geordie, “ah imagine she’ll be in white.”