General   (General discussion, talk about anything.)

Many years ago, a young couple of newly-weds went on their honeymoon to Blackpool.

He was a young miner, whilst she was an innocent millgirl. (Catherine Cookson has nowt on this!)

Neither had ever taken a tram further than Pemberton, let alone steamed off without parents or chaperones to the bright lights of Lancs-Sur-Mer.

They proudly booked into Mrs Higginbottom's boarding house as man and wife, where they could enjoy a double bed for the first time, with optional cruet set at two shillings extra.

After tea, and a stroll along the prom, the naive couple retired to their room and she put her nightie on, under the blankets, whilst he changed in the bathroom down the landing.

Eventually they both got into bed, and each wondered what was next on the agenda.

He said, "All the lads at the pit said that I'd get what's what tonight. I wonder what they meant"

"That's strange" she replied "the girls at the mill said the same to me. And they were giggling"

"Oh, I get it, they've played a joke on us." he says "they'll have hidden something in the room to trick us. Let's look for it."

After half an hour of fruitless searching, looking behind the curtains, turning out the drawers etc. he decides to check under the bed and crawls under it.

When he emerges at the other side, a broken bedspring has hooked his pyjama pants, and he stands up semi naked.

The blushing bride, who has never seen such a thing in all her life shrieks "WHAT'S THAT?"

"WHAT'S WHAT" he responds.

"Ooooh" she said "You had it all this time"