A man in Scotland calls his son in London the day before Christmas Eve
and says, “I hate to ruin your day but I have to tell you that your mother
and I are divorcing; forty-five years of misery is enough.’
'Dad, what are you talking about?' the son screams.
‘We can't stand the sight of each other any longer†the father
says. “We're sick of each other and I'm sick of talking about this, so you call
your sister in Leeds and tell her.â€
Franticly, the son calls his sister, who explodes on the phone. “Like
hell they're getting divorced!†she shouts, “I'll