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Triangular bandages have long been the staple of first aiders trained by St John's Ambulance personnel.  Doughnuts wound out of calico sheets are used to protect items projecting from the body, disappointingly usually depicted as the chest or upper arm, rarely the anus.  A carefully tied sling around the neck tied up with a half hitch and a granny is used to support broken arms and a figure of eight wrapped around the neck, previously used to keep broken clavicles from grinding but more frequently used to intimidate first-time first-aiders in an embarrassing initiation ceremony are the main uses for the versatile fabric sheet.


Management personnel, who are unlikely to want to splint a broken arm, elevate a limb or provide CPR (Company Public Relations, apparently) have requested an abridged version of the manual to include who to shout at in an emergency and how to actually put an arse in a sling.


'It's a complicated manoeuvre,' suggested a senior first-aider today.  'We recommend the management learn the more specialised techniques such as putting a leg in a sling first, then progressing to hand to wallet techniques,' he said.  A senior manager dismissed the suggestion that the technique could prove challenging.  'I've been covering my arse for decades, that's why I'm where I am today.  That and Daddy, of course.' 




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"It had been nearly a year that the Church of England was without an Archbishop of Canterbury and I thought that if the position were to be left vacant for a single more day, our dear nation would crumble into the sea," said 525-year-old Moira Bonkers of Fading Light nursing home in Broadstairs, shedding tears of pure joy onto her hymnal.


"But now God has wrought His wonders and we have a new incumbent on the Throne of St Augustine to lead all our souls to heaven," continued Bonkers, as church bells pealed inside her head.


"And I do so respect the Right Reverend Thomas Cranmer as a great moral and spiritual leader for our age," she added.


On being told the new Archbishop is not Cranmer but a former NHS bureaucrat who constantly wears a plastic laminated ID tag around her neck saying that her name is Mullally or something, Bonkers said: "Yeah, right. Like that's who God wanted  - Sarah from Personnel."




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A report in to the UK’s whimsey levels show that reserves are at their lowest level since the end of World War 2.


“It’s somewhat of a crisis”, said Sir Brian Peckworth, the UK’s Lead Whimsey Auditor, “I’ve never known anything like this in all my whimsical career. Over 65s whimsey is still quite strong but 17 and under are in the worst state it’s ever been. And all this for a nation that used to pride it self on its whimsey. It’s saddens me greatly.”


He noted that non-event perfume application was high in the seniors brackets but functional application of brands such as Lynx was high with youth but lacked any notable whimsey. Odd sock wearing; novelty soap and butter dishes; traditional hat wearing; everyday lapel flowers; and blowing bubbles for the over 35s have all seen a huge dip in the last 20 years sending the whimsey levels spiralling.


Mr Peckworth implored Britons to embrace their eccentricities and whimsey by buying and wearing novelty brooches and badges; sporting a diamond tipped cane; using words such as ‘forsooth’ and ‘egads!’ on an everyday basis; and generally accepting fanciful ideas into their lives such as magic, surrealism and Brexit.



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