Do we have special " turns" on Saturday night as we used to in the days of my youth?
Specialities included Joseph Locke impressionists when you had to take a clean white hanky to wave when he sang " Goodbye Goodbye, I wish you all a last Goodbye" nearly giving himself a hernia reaching the high notes and often included someone's Uncle Joe who would give us a rendering on the dessert spoons he just happened to have in his weskit pocket.
Oh , of course we don't , they were working men's clubs, we are all "laydees" here.
Who is that sniggering?
I volunteer to open up and get the barrels tapped and ready.