Paul went solo to speak to an unusual group who meet at the Oddfellows Club in Leicester. This group is made up of retired Marks and Spencers staff, in other words people who measure folk like funeral directors do, only by height as opposed to length. Standing under one of those mirrored balls that reflect light in the middle of a dance floor with no props and no Marian to sing left Paul wondering if he should try Stand Up or attempt to imitate Frank Sinatra, but when the time came for him to go he decided best not. All well with cakes the reward, fat bloke’s paradise! Oddly enough only one man had turned up on that particular day, guess he must be the odd fellow.
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