Recently Cherry surprised her fellow colleagues at a party in Nottingham. It was a small private affair to mark the great work that Katrina (aka the "organised one") had done for the events company that Cherry works for when she is "Screaming With A Queen" (see previous blog). It was all going rather well - Cherry was doing her normal routine (jokes/songs and general bitching) when the arranged presentation of flowers to Katrina was produced at the doorway - by a policeman!!!! Not a stripper dressed in a police uniform - but a policeman...a proper one...the real McCoy!!!!
Some of the neighbours (known hereafter as whingeing killjoys) had phoned the police to complain about the noise emanating from the building we were inhabiting. They came along to check it out and Hazel, the director of the events company, ran into them and thankfully explained the situation; she then cheekily asked if he would present the flowers to Katrina.
Well, Cherry was there and commented on his excellent costume as most strippers' police costumes were rather crap. Then, when she came to realise he was a real policeman (with a police colleague in attendance) she started to flirt with him, asking his name etc. She then noticed his lapel said PC M Scott.
"So, PC Scott, what does the "M" stand for....Motherf**ker??"
Admittedly, the timing was perfect and Cherry delivered a gem of a line. Thankfully PC Scott had a sense of humour and laughed as he grappled for his cuffs...
Again Cherry thought her luck was in and she had pulled...and retaliated with - "oooh sweety, I would enjoy that too much, just don't ladder my tights!!"
At £25 a pair I would not be very impressed if PC Scott had done so!
