I `ad that Dave Watts from "Elsie`s Band" in my cab the other day. `is face was all screwed up in pain and `is `and was puffy, the size of a leg of pork.
`e said in strained tones, " `ere Jim, take me to Victoria please. I gotta get down to Cowden sharpish, We got Chris Wood tonight."
I said, "Whatsa matter with your mitt then?"
`e said, "Gawd luvvus. I just been treated, private like, for a ganglion. The old quack said `e was going to hit it with a serious volume. I thought he meant the Bible. Oh no, `e!s done it with the complete works of Shakespeare!!"

Whaddam I like??