Joe and I were maybe 19 years old at most and we had these two “stuck up” girlfriends. One night after we had met them in a pub near where they lived we were summoned to go to Joes girls home to meet her parents. What snobs, they lived in Harrow and her dad was a manager for a coal company.
After a while her Dad went to the toilet and Mum and the girls went to make coffee. Joe said he was dying to take a leak but her Dad was in the only toilet. Joe was desperate, and did a “Tully move” In the corner of the room was a brass pot with fake flowers in it. You guessed it, Joe picked up the pot and began. Trouble was, this pot had holes in the bottom to put the flowers in. Joe couldn’t stop going. When he was finished the carpet was noticebly wet. We did the only sensible thing and quickly rearranged the furniture to cover the wet.
When the others returned to the room we just acted like nothing was wrong. They obviously saw the changes but said nothing. Joe told me that the next time he went to her house the furniture was back in place and presumably the carpet had been cleaned. Nothing was ever said…