Off topic.
When I was a teenager I had a best mate who worked in St John's (Paddy's) Market, Scotland Road, in Liverpool, as a trainee fruit and vegetable salesman.
He was extremely laid back and nor over-fond of work
One day he was caught chatting up one of the women employees by the foreman who roarard "Come on lad, make a shape".
Denny placed one hand on his hip and raised the other at a curved angle at the other side of his body, slightly above his head and said, "How's that for a teapot?"
He was sacked on the spot.
Jim Carroll