Joke short: A stranger gets off the train in a small Welsh town...
and asks the stationmaster where Mr Jones lives.
The stationmaster laughs. "This is Wales, bach. Every other man in town is called Jones. There's me, Jones the Train; there's Jones the Sausages who runs the butcher's shop, Jones the Post who delivers the mail, Jones the Bread -- he's the baker, you see -- and then there's..."
The stranger coughs discreetly and says "They are having terrible winter in St Petersburg this year."
"Oh," says the stationmaster, "you want Jones the Spy. Number fourteen, Mill Lane - third street on your left."
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The stationmaster laughs. "This is Wales, bach. Every other man in town is called Jones. There's me, Jones the Train; there's Jones the Sausages who runs the butcher's shop, Jones the Post who delivers the mail, Jones the Bread -- he's the baker, you see -- and then there's..."
The stranger coughs discreetly and says "They are having terrible winter in St Petersburg this year."
"Oh," says the stationmaster, "you want Jones the Spy. Number fourteen, Mill Lane - third street on your left."
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