the day I returned from theatres with a patient and there was no drip stand so I had to hold up the bottle. the theatre technician said I looked like the lady with the lamp and just as I was puffing up my feathers with pride, the porter corrected, the lady with the drip at which the semi conscious patient who we had more or less ignored sat bolt upright and said 'I beg your pardon'!
a Sheik was looking through the nursery window with a midwife at the new born babies. She asked him which was his. All of those in the first two rows, he replied!