My sister in law decided to take a road trip from Wales to Scotland, she was nearing the peak district when a huge storm hit so she decided to find a B&B to stay for the night, the one she found used to be an old sexton house, victorian built, in the early house the storm was getting worse, the window were rattling like an old horror film, and she noticed the handle to the door was moving ever so slightly, she hid under the duvet listening out whilst the door handle jiggled up and down, eventually dawn came, the storm had blown over, she went down to breakfast and the landlady of the B&B started to talk about the storm hoping it hadn't disturbed her too much, my sister in law was just about to mention the incident with the door handle when the landlady cut in and said, I forgot to mention my sodding cat has learnt how to open doors, and your in his favourite room where he likes to sleep, I hope he didn't disturb your sleep.
I absolutely adore Dave Allen. I remember as a young kid sitting down to watch his show with mum,dad and my siblings. When he was telling his stories, you wouldn’t here a peep out of us kids, as we were held mesmerised on every word, until the punchline and we’d all roar with laughter. Thank you Dave Allen for all your stories and comedy. You will be forever in my heart.
I've been looking for this for decades, I'm not kidding! All I remembered from my boyhood was the punchline. And just found out, after all these years... it was a 9 and not a 4. With Mr. Allen, it was all in the delivery.
And all his humour was clean. No unnecessary swear words that so many comedians feel they have to litter their jokes with. Just good, clean funny material.
Many years ago, I'd taken a group of students on a retreat to do some in depth study. We were staying in an old farmhouse and late in the evening, somebody asked if it was haunted and the conversation turned to ghosts. I'd seen Dave do this on TV and decided to tell a different story in the same style, pretending it was true. After 10 minutes, they were all on edge and I delivered the punch line. The punch line of mine was (in a weird unearthly voice) "I'm not a little girl, I'm a ...at which point I shouted at the top of my voice and leapt towards the students. They all jumped about 4 feet in the air. None of them would sleep that night. Two had to go back to the campus. And I was banned from ever telling any more ghost stories. Dave Allen was an utter comic genius and the best story teller of all time.
He's irish and they tell the best stories. My dad was Irish and used to tell us such wonderful stories. I thought Dave Allen was the handsomest man I'd ever seen. And the funniest. Don't make them like him anymore