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The more astute members of this community may well already have noticed that there's been something missing over the last couple of days.
No, I'm not referring to the fact that we all seem to be getting along famously at the moment and there's a lack of argy bargy, it's something else.
A Bonce shaped hole has appeared and it's time to explain why.
Regular visitors to the site will already be aware that Boncey has developed a propensity for injuring himself whilst attempting to complete relatively mundane tasks.
We had the "falling off the bike when going to the dentist" episode a while back and more recently we heard about how he managed to turn a sedate walk round a local pond into some sort of SAS Selection style endurance test, which resulted in him being rescued from the water by a passing tramp.
And, as the title says, he's only gone and done it again......
This time it involved attempting to get his Christmas decorations down from the loft.
A pretty straightforward enterprise, you would think?
Not for our intrepid Bonce, who decided not only to forego the use of a safety net, but also decided not to employ the use of a ladder either.
(You can see what's coming here, can't you?)
He apparently managed to hoist himself up into the loft-hatch, "Bear Grylls-stylee" only then for disaster to strike when his back gave out, leaving our dear friend (in his own words taken directly from an email he sent me last night):
"stuck there for half an hour like Brian Potter in his stair-lift until (his) brother turned up by chance."
The great man is now heavily sedated on pain killers and has been rendered completely immobile.
He said he was happy for me to explain his absence and told me to "make something heroic up" like saying he'd thrown himself under a bus to rescue an errant kitten but, as so often appears to be the case with Boncey these days, the truth readily provided far more interesting subject matter for a thread.
So get well soon, mate and, as you lie there prostrate in your incontinence pants, doped out of your mind on Co-codamol and god only knows what else, rest assured that even though you're not posting, you're still doing what you do best - making us all laugh.
No, I'm not referring to the fact that we all seem to be getting along famously at the moment and there's a lack of argy bargy, it's something else.
A Bonce shaped hole has appeared and it's time to explain why.
Regular visitors to the site will already be aware that Boncey has developed a propensity for injuring himself whilst attempting to complete relatively mundane tasks.
We had the "falling off the bike when going to the dentist" episode a while back and more recently we heard about how he managed to turn a sedate walk round a local pond into some sort of SAS Selection style endurance test, which resulted in him being rescued from the water by a passing tramp.
And, as the title says, he's only gone and done it again......
This time it involved attempting to get his Christmas decorations down from the loft.
A pretty straightforward enterprise, you would think?
Not for our intrepid Bonce, who decided not only to forego the use of a safety net, but also decided not to employ the use of a ladder either.
(You can see what's coming here, can't you?)
He apparently managed to hoist himself up into the loft-hatch, "Bear Grylls-stylee" only then for disaster to strike when his back gave out, leaving our dear friend (in his own words taken directly from an email he sent me last night):
"stuck there for half an hour like Brian Potter in his stair-lift until (his) brother turned up by chance."
The great man is now heavily sedated on pain killers and has been rendered completely immobile.
He said he was happy for me to explain his absence and told me to "make something heroic up" like saying he'd thrown himself under a bus to rescue an errant kitten but, as so often appears to be the case with Boncey these days, the truth readily provided far more interesting subject matter for a thread.
So get well soon, mate and, as you lie there prostrate in your incontinence pants, doped out of your mind on Co-codamol and god only knows what else, rest assured that even though you're not posting, you're still doing what you do best - making us all laugh.
