I cant help thinking that all this political correctness is stifling the great British humour. These days you cant say what you think without some fooker taking exception and getting all outraged. Its racist this, homophobe that and be kind to the disabled or they might get upset. Take my dad for example. Hes in his eighties now and he aint going to change. Perpetually stuck in a mid-twentieth century mindset, he has embraced modern technology but can no longer function in politically correct polite society. Hes baffled that he cant say what he sees, or describe things in the old way. Brought up in a good old fashioned farm labourer environment, he is a relic of Edwardian values installed by stiff collared disciplinarians adept with a leather strap. His humour was honed as a schoolboy during the blitz and perfected with a five year stint in the mob which included a prolonged tour in Korea. Hes made adjustments, but hes finding it difficult in modern day politically correct Britain. So, he seeks out alternatives which might not be politically correct but are sure to cause neck hairs to bristle. He will use the term negro to describe a black person; You cant say that dad Oh yes I can, Ive googled it and its fine. He will use the term queer at every given opportunity but in the old fashioned way ie as in odd. He will describe someone gay as bent and if you suggest that hes homophobic he will simply tell you he doesnt fear anyone least of all homosexuals. Of course the word gay still means happy and fun to him. And he aint ever going to change. So, I was wondering whether this will happen to us all as we march into our dotage; will we be left at odds with an ever changing politically correct Britain? Do we need to think of alternative politically correct descriptions? Are we using them now? I like the term poop fiddler.