Risque moments at the B and B

I had a couple of naive and risque moments at the B and B.

The first was when a guy pitched up late afternoon looking for a room for a few hours while waiting for his friends. There was a young lady in the car with her nose buried in a magazine. He wasn't too keen to pay the full price for a room and I directed him to some other places down the road. I muttered to my friend Barbara that I thought his request was a bit odd and only brothels hired out rooms by the hour......Yip - I missed this completely!

The second moment happened the next day. There is an Italian gentleman staying at the B and B - he has been there for a month or so doing business around Harties. He trotted into breakfast and asked me to "do a full monty" for him. It took about 30 seconds for me to understand what he meant. He must have seen the look on my face - and then asked for white toast!