pinkwheeltrim
Well-Known Member
The wife and I were once having a look around York Minster and there was a very pretty girl working there. I whispered to the wife 'my word, she's a pretty girl', but the magnificent acoustics of Britain's finest cathedral caused that innocent whisper to become magnified to Brian Blessed proportions!
The poor young lass went bright red, still feel bad about it. During evensong too!
The poor young lass went bright red, still feel bad about it. During evensong too!