Reg Pilling, a stalwart member of some standing had been enjoying a pork pie on games night in the snooker room. He had taken out his teeth on account of the fact a lump of gristle had lodged itself under his top plate and had become a nuisance. Whilst he was borrowing a knife from the kitchen some person or persons spirited away the dentures possibly into a handbag or used crisp packet and made off with them. Afterwards we interviewed Reg and he was very forthright on the matter “MMmm shhh, shhh fwah fwah shhhhhh bubub ubub” – he said. I find it difficult to argue with that.
