Tv Licence
A woman was just coming from her home when she was approached by two men.
"Mrs Jones? We're from the TV Licence Bureau. Can you confirm you have a licence?"
"Yes," she replied.
"Can we see it?"
"I'm sorry", she said, "But I'm rushing to work and here's my bus coming. My husband will be home at half past two, if you can come back then."
"Well, OK, we'll come back then", and they made for their car.
As she ran to the bus stop, the woman turned and shouted, "Tell him it's behind the clock on the mantelpiece!"
The men returned as arranged and rang the doorbell. When the door opened, they explained who the were and the reason for their visit.
"TV Licence?", said Mr Jones, "We have one, but I don't know where it is. The missus deals with that stuff."
"It's behind the clock on the mantelpiece!" they said.
Mr Jones' eyes opened wide and he gasped. "My goodness, these detector vans are bloody marvellous!"