Arthur is 90 years old. He's played golf every दिन since his retirement 25 years ago. One दिन he arrives घर looking downcast. "That's it," he tells his wife. "I'm giving up golf. My eyesight has become so bad that once I hit the ball I couldn't see where it went."
His wife sympathises and makes him a cup of tea. As they sit down she says, "Why don't आप take my brother with आप and give it one और try."
"That's no good" sighs Arthur, "your brother's a hundred and three. He can't help."
"He may be a hundred and three", says the wife, "but his eyesight is perfect."
So the अगला दिन Arthur heads off to the golf course with his brother-in-law. He tees up, takes a mighty झूला, स्विंग and squints down the fairway.
He turns to the brother-in-law and says, "Did आप see the ball?"
"Of course I did!" replied the brother-in-law. "I have perfect eyesight".
"Where did it go?" says Arthur.
"I don't remember."
His wife sympathises and makes him a cup of tea. As they sit down she says, "Why don't आप take my brother with आप and give it one और try."
"That's no good" sighs Arthur, "your brother's a hundred and three. He can't help."
"He may be a hundred and three", says the wife, "but his eyesight is perfect."
So the अगला दिन Arthur heads off to the golf course with his brother-in-law. He tees up, takes a mighty झूला, स्विंग and squints down the fairway.
He turns to the brother-in-law and says, "Did आप see the ball?"
"Of course I did!" replied the brother-in-law. "I have perfect eyesight".
"Where did it go?" says Arthur.
"I don't remember."
