It's Aintree Time - Ladies Day
Ladies Day at Aintree though I am not sure if the use of the word 'Lady' is appropriate for some (most) of the fashion disasters on show.
Anyway, excuse this hackneyed story but it's still good.
Cilla Black runs into Bruce Forsyth in one of the VIP lounge and after a few buckets of champagne, she turns to him, nestles into his shoulder and with her doey eyes, says, "Brucie, I've always lorra fancied you - here's my key over at the John Lennon Speke Holiday Inn, I've got the McCartney suite over there and I'd like you to make lorra love to me."
So there they end up, post coital, Cilla all dreamy-eyed and with a warm glow.
"That was great, Brucie. Would you make love to me again?"
"Well I'm over 80 you know, I need 15 minutes sleep to get my steam back, Cilla. Also could you put your left hand on my member and your right one on my balls. That helps."
Cilla's perplexed but does as she's told and twenty minutes later the two elderly rabbits are at it again.
The same thing happens, the two of them enjoying the descent, "Could you make love to me a third time, Brucie?"
"You know what I need as to a nap, Cilla, and what you need to do, left hand on my member and right hand underneath."
Cilla's kind of perplexed. She does it and sure enough a third time, the best of the evening.
This time she comments, "Ohhhh, that was great, Brucie, but why this thing with me hands?"
"The last time I went out with a girl in Liverpool, she nicked my wallet."