I was playing a gig many years back, somewhere up north, and I was dying on my arse. Eventually I said something funny and there was a slow handclap from the back of the room. Sarcastically I said "thank you for the applause, sir", and back out of the darkness came a voice - "I was banging the sauce bottle".
From the great Barry Cryer;
I was playing a gig many years back, somewhere up north, and I was dying on my arse. Eventually I said something funny and there was a slow handclap from the back of the room. Sarcastically I said "thank you for the applause, sir", and back out of the darkness came a voice - "I was banging the sauce bottle".