You Could Hear A Pin(k) Drop
The landlord of a sixteenth-century Herefordshire pub woke up to find pranksters had painted it pink. The cleaner arrived for work at 7am and saw two men in overalls packing up their rollers but assumed they were working to order. The owner had to admit they had done a professional job - and had even submitted an invoice for their work.
FOOTNOTE: Tudor hangover.
8 comments:
Well, that should help the clientele when they think they see pink elephants .. its really only the pub!
The invoice was the crowning touch! I wonder if the owner paid it.
this is brilliant! they probably went to right street instead of wright street, right?
One would certainly have an easy time finding it! ha
Well, I guess that's one way of picking up business in a slow economy...LOL!
Now, I feel in the pink.
I think they all deserved a pink gin.
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