[Royboy39]

Originally Posted by West Ender

Arthur is 90 years old. He's played golf every day since his retirement 25 years ago. One day he arrives home looking downcast.

'That's it' he tells his wife, 'I'm giving up golf. My eyesight has got so bad, once I've hit the ball I can't see where it went.'

His wife sympathizes, she says, 'Why don't you take my brother-in-law and give it one more try?'

'That's no good' says Arthur ' your brother-in-law is 103, he can't help.'

'He may be 103 but his eyesight is perfect.'

So the next day Arthur heads off to the golf course with his wife's brother-in-law. He tees up, takes an almighty swing and squints down the fairway. He turns to the brother-in-law - 'Did you see that?'

'Of course I did, I have perfect eyesight'

'Where did it go?' says Arthur.

'I don't remember.'

Arthurs wife's brother in law has got to be Arthurs brother