Danny Jo
Well-Known Member
. . . saved last night's talk "The Great Game II" at the Royal Welsh.
The speaker wanted a programme loaded onto the club's PC. The audience were waiting with baited breath. Up pops a dialogue box telling the anxious master of ceremonies that he must log in as an administrator. Administrator unavailable. Scuttlebutter to the rescue "Need a laptop? I can nip down to my boat to get one."
The exercise must have made him light-headed, because he managed to knock over his glass and decant the best part of a pint of Guiness onto the club's immaculate carpet. MoC thought that the least he could do was to buy him another.
Cheers!
The speaker wanted a programme loaded onto the club's PC. The audience were waiting with baited breath. Up pops a dialogue box telling the anxious master of ceremonies that he must log in as an administrator. Administrator unavailable. Scuttlebutter to the rescue "Need a laptop? I can nip down to my boat to get one."
The exercise must have made him light-headed, because he managed to knock over his glass and decant the best part of a pint of Guiness onto the club's immaculate carpet. MoC thought that the least he could do was to buy him another.
Cheers!