One song I sing is "Drag queen blues" by Richard Digance - which starts with the line "My friend George is a drag queen called Nancy". Earlier this year I was in the Endeavour in Whitby (North Yorkshire, England} with a singing crowd. When it was my turn I launched, full voiced, into said song. As I was half way through the second verse I suddenly recalled that around 10 minutes earlier a group of people had just sat down in the alcove immediately behind me. My brain suddenly registered that one of the group was a six-foot transvestite dressed all in black. "WHOOPS!", I thought, followed bo "Oh Sod it!" as I went on to complete the song, followed by a VERY big round of applause from the rest of my crowd, who had also noticed my gaffe, and had been waiting to see if I realised what was behind me.
Luckily the restrained themselves from the Pantomoime Chorus of "He's Behind You!!!"
QUACK!
GtD.