What does seem to be popular around here now is Sunday afternoon karoke. It's not for me though!
I walk passed pubs on Sunday afternoons and on hearing someone murdering 'Wind Beneath My Wings' i think 'god that song's shoot enough as it is,without you making it fecking worse'!!
I can't let my wife anywhere near karaoke.
A couple of decades back we were celebrating New Year with another couple at a large Chinese restaurant near Bromley, Kent when she and the other girl in our little group decided to have a go.
It was late, quite a lot of booze had been consumed and off they toddled to the little stage and chose Madonna's Like a Virgin.
Obviously knowing my wife well I thought that this was going to be fun...
And it was.
All went well at first and then the good lady decides to launch into Meg Ryan's famous scene from When Harry Met Sally.
Although this was Meg Ryan on steroids.
Not knowing how this was going to go down with the audience I awaited the end of the 'turn' with some trepidation.
And, to my surprise, at the end the whole restaurant (70-80 covers plus staff) were on their feet clapping and whooping.
Bit of an extrovert is my wife.