An 80-year old Yorkshire man went to the doctor for a check-up.
The doctor was amazed at the great shape the old fellow was in and asked, 'How do you stay in such great physical condition?'
'I am Yorky and I'm a golfer,' said the old fellow, 'and that’s why I’m in such good shape’. ‘I am up well before daylight and out golfing up and down the fairways, I also have a wee nip of whiskey on each hole, and that’s it.'
'Well,' said the doctor, 'I'm sure that helps, but there has to be more to it. How old was your dad when he died?'
'Who said my dad died?'
The doctor was amazed. 'You mean you are 80 years old and your dad’s still alive. How old is he?'
'He’s a 100 years old,' said the old Yorkshire golfer. 'In fact he golfed wth’ me this mornin’, then we went to the
topless beach for a walk and another wee dram, and that’s why he’s still alive. He’s a Yorky and a golfer, too.'
'Well,' the doctor said, 'that’s great, but I am sure there’s more to it than that. How about your dad’s dad? How
old was he when he died?'
'Who said my granddad is dead?'
Stunned, the doctor asked, 'You mean you are 80 years old and your grandfather is still living! Incredible,
how old is he?'
'He turned 118 last month,' said the old Yorky.
The doctor was getting frustrated at this point. 'So, I guess he went golfing with you this morning too?'
'No. Granddad couldn't go this mornin’ because he’s getting married today.'
At this point the doctor was close to losing it. 'Getting married?! Why would a 118-year old bloke want to get