Episode 57

🎼.  Dum ti dum ti dum ti dum...

Roy:  Tracy, can I ‘ave a word ?  It’s about last night.

Tracy:  Wot about last night ?  Who’s been talkin ?

Roy:  Well, the whole ‘otel, actually.  What did you think you were doin ?

Tracy:  Oi don’t know why you’re ‘avin a go at me.  Brian Aldridge were there an all.

Roy:  So they tell me.  But it weren’t him that was dancin on the tables and leadin a karaoke session.

Tracy:  Yeah but all the guests knew all the words to My Old Man’s A Dustman.  They were ‘avin a great time.

Roy:  But it’s just not what ‘appens at Grey Gables.  People come ‘ere for a bit of sophistication.

Tracy:  They come ‘ere to drink overpriced plonk and eat poncey food but give ‘em the chance and they like a real knees-up just like normal folk.

Roy:  I’m sorry, Tracy, but it went a bit too far when you organised a wet T-shirt competition and asked if there were any male strippers in the bar.

Tracy:  Did Oi ?  Don’t remember any of that.  Oi do remember the conga round the tennis court, mind you.  Am Oi sacked ?

Roy:  Not at all.  Brian paid for everyone’s drinks and bookings are up for next week.  Well done, gel !

🎼. Dum ti dum ti dum ti dum...

(Ed.  I certainly don’t know all the words to My Old Man’s A Dustman.)

Comments

  1. My old man's a dustman, he wears a dustman's hat, he wears cor-blimey trousers and he lives in a council flat.....

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    1. He looks a propa ‘nana in his great big hobnail boots
      He’s got such a job to pull ‘em up that he calls ‘em daisy roots.

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  2. My old man's a dustman, he's got a heart of gold
    He got married recently though he's 86 years old...

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