Last night Mr Roy Walker gave a masterclass how jokes are delivered.

Yes,the comedian I saw 3 years ago,is back.Mr Walker did not seem a day older.His suit did.And it seemed to have shrunk.But his shoes were my kind of shoes,brown leather, from a distance looked like Chelsea brogues.He did sing the Viagra song to the delighted participation of the audience. Mr Tom Jones, your Delilah has a lot to answer for.And yes, the Clinton joke was also there.The President visited Ireland.100 women were asked if they would ever sleep with him. 99 of them said never again.Just as funny now as three years ago.It is the way you say it, Mr Walker!The difference between the erotic and the kinky?When you stroke the naked body of your beloved with a feather it is erotic,if you use the whole chicken...

What a waste of time and money building the Hadrian's Wall to keep the Scots coming to England.All they had to do was to make a small charge.[the way he said it was hilarious, but I do not recall the exact words now, just the jest of the joke.]
This morning I was having breakfast in the Lido restaurant when Mr Walker and his wife walked in.He resplendent in a bright top, she... well,I do not know what he spends his money on, but it is not on his short, dumpy and drab better half.