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Posted by John K on July 16, 2019, 11:11 am
Geordie lay sprawled across three entire seats in the Customs House theatre. When the usherette came by she noticed him and whispered in his ear, “Sorry Mister, but you’re only allowed one seat.” Geordie groaned but didn’t move. The usherette became more impatient, “Sir, if you don’t get up from there, I’m going to have to call the manager.” Geordie just groaned. The usherette marched briskly up the aisle. Soon she returned with the manager. Together they tried repeatedly to move Geordie, but with no success. Finally, they called the police. The policeman surveyed the situation briefly then asked, “Ok pal what’s your name?” “Geordie.” Was the reply. “Where are you from?” asked the copper. With pain in his voice Geordie replied, “The balcony!”
Recommended Local History websites.
www.oldtyneside.co.uk www.gatesheadeast.co.uk, www.donmouth.co.uk and www.hebburn.org