It’s been a pretty quiet week down at the old “Cumberland Sports & Social Club” this week, the lull before the storm that is the Benidorm Fiestas you might say.
We did however pay homage to two top people – Sid and Pauline Dunhill by awarding them the “Members of the Month” trophy for October. Due to budget restrictions however, the Concert Chairman had to revamp an old pigeon trophy which went mercifully un noticed, what didn’t go un noticed though was the fact that he spelt Pauline’s name wrong! - And Sid’s as well now I come to think of it (his name is Raymond).
They have been in every afternoon and every night and have been present at all of my cabaret shows, gleefully showering “Cliff Richard” with table tennis balls and acting as wilful stooges to my “Julio Iglesias” flower routine and bracing themselves for the contents of “Dean Martin’s” glass like the veteran extras that they are.
It’s Halloween tonight and our barmaid Cheryl has been playing hell because the Bat uniform that she’s been requesting for the last two months from Claire and Ivor’s fancy dress shop next door failed to show. So instead she’s going as a big spider. Unfortunately, she has a mortal and irrational fear of the things so let’s just hope she doesn’t catch a glimpse of herself in the mirror. Mind you, I think Dracula’s had them banned for the evening.
Catching my eye in the on line papers today is the news that 58 year old expat Mark Lewis – who barely speaks a word of Spanish, - has been made Mayor of San Fulgencio (somewhere near Alicante), after he was only one of two councillors not to be arrested on corruption charges. Somebody give the lad a chance I say, this time next week he’ll be building a road through his next door neighbours garden and commissioning his brother to do the work even though he’s running a fish shop in Tooting.
We did however pay homage to two top people – Sid and Pauline Dunhill by awarding them the “Members of the Month” trophy for October. Due to budget restrictions however, the Concert Chairman had to revamp an old pigeon trophy which went mercifully un noticed, what didn’t go un noticed though was the fact that he spelt Pauline’s name wrong! - And Sid’s as well now I come to think of it (his name is Raymond).
They have been in every afternoon and every night and have been present at all of my cabaret shows, gleefully showering “Cliff Richard” with table tennis balls and acting as wilful stooges to my “Julio Iglesias” flower routine and bracing themselves for the contents of “Dean Martin’s” glass like the veteran extras that they are.
It’s Halloween tonight and our barmaid Cheryl has been playing hell because the Bat uniform that she’s been requesting for the last two months from Claire and Ivor’s fancy dress shop next door failed to show. So instead she’s going as a big spider. Unfortunately, she has a mortal and irrational fear of the things so let’s just hope she doesn’t catch a glimpse of herself in the mirror. Mind you, I think Dracula’s had them banned for the evening.
Catching my eye in the on line papers today is the news that 58 year old expat Mark Lewis – who barely speaks a word of Spanish, - has been made Mayor of San Fulgencio (somewhere near Alicante), after he was only one of two councillors not to be arrested on corruption charges. Somebody give the lad a chance I say, this time next week he’ll be building a road through his next door neighbours garden and commissioning his brother to do the work even though he’s running a fish shop in Tooting.
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