I shall set the scene... Remembrance Sunday about ten years ago... Drunken night out following post parade 'drinks' with the old and bold.
My oppo and I found ourselves in the company of two Liverpudlian 'ladies'...
I awoke the following morning in a star shape feeling the worse for wear... and I appeared to be in a strange house...
At that very moment my esteemed colleague popped his head around the lounge door and spoke to an unseen female, who was now looking at me with some disdain from the sofa on the other side of the room.
He issued the following query to my new companion:
"So... how did Zeus do last night???"
She replied in that coarse, vitriolic manner that is reserved for such occasions:
"ZEUS?!? ZEUS?!? More like fuchkkkenn poose!"
It took months to out live this episode...
