Re: embarrassment
One evening many moons ago a few of us were travelling through Sabden and one member of our party suggested that a little liquid refreshment wouldn't go amiss, we all agreed, parked up and went into the 'White Hart'. As we entered it seemed to be what used to be called a 'Free N Easy' evening and a female was murdering some song or other whilst being accompanied by a gentleman playing his organ. We went to the bar ordered our drinks and proceeded to watch the evening's entertainment. One or two comments were passed relating to the songstress's ability and enquiries were made as to whether her cat was still alive, one of the lads suggested to the organist that he should enter her for the Eurovision Song Contest. At the the end of her rendition the organist picked up the microphone and with a huge grin on his face, announced, "For the benefit of the gentlemen at the bar, the last artiste was my wife."
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