“Ladies and gentlemen, we are here today to bid farewell to
our departed neighbour, old Bob Flowers. Is there anyone in
the congregation who would like to say a few nice words
about him?” asked the vicar.
But there was silence.
“Come on now, don’t be shy, someone must remember
something good about him.”
Still no response.
“Please, someone say something,” pleaded the harassed
vicar. All of a sudden, a voice was heard at the back of the
“His brother was worse.”