As I pulled off the drive today, my neighbour ran over to my car and screamed, “Stop Dave, Stop!”
I opened the window and said, “What’s the matter Mavis?”
She said, “Your baby is on the roof.”
I said, “Blimey, that was a close one, thanks Mavis.”
As I stepped out of the car I looked on the roof and there he was.
Dummy in mouth, hugging the chimney.