Old friends

One afternoon over coffee, two grey-haired men were chatting about their many years of friendship together in the local photography club.

The first man says to the second, "We are such good friends, I think we should make a pact".

"What kind of pact?" asks the second.

The first responds, "A pact that who ever of us dies first, and before his wife disposes of his camera equipment, that the other will tell her the real price he had paid for it”.

I got round that problem by telling my son what he had to do

Kim