Yes,its still number one for the 77th time in a row.
“Fuc-cocksy-whatsit?” !!!!!!!
Yes its still there and hardly surprising as not only the best mispronounciation but the presentation together with the audience, from a deaf little old lady, brought an added dimension to this one which is why it has been up at number one now for a record of 77 weeks!! The first number one ever to outlive its author………
I can’t believe there is anyone out there who has not heard about this gem …but for the record in her own words, here is how it came about…GP of NFA..
“I’d told the little old dear several times the name of the tablets I was giving her at ever increasing decibels and gave up, moving to collect the script from the printer, to show her….
As is the norm she was only my second patient and so far this consultation meant I was now 26 mins,30secs late and still counting..This was due to the 3 mins it took her to creak shakily down the corridor, take off and hang up her coat and settle down ready for her regular mid-morning chat, then there was the usual game.
“Let me try and guess what you are on about before you tell me 3 times that you were on the way to catch the bus to Ethels for tea”
Fortunately (???) I was good at this game as it had been one of those things you just had to get on and deal with and I saw her weekly so knew her well.
This had the added bonus that I also now knew alot about Ethel and Mabel and the “Nosy Old Git ” over the road. His name escapes me but I’m sure if he comes in with anger management issues one of the first words he utters will be “That darned old cow over the road and her little cronies who think I can’t see them looking over here, threatening me with there walking sticks!”
Of course thats “great” in a way because I know when Ethels name comes up on my appointment screen later that morning I need to get some gloves and a couple of my backup team ready and waiting to whip off her clothes and get her onto the couch in less than 30 secs. That was last weeks time and the record so far. It had almost become part of the Monday morning routine and we almost looked forward to it although with the three of us at it if one of us started giggling invariably one of us ended up in the corridor,laughing so hard that we had tears pouring down our cheeks.
“Ethels Piles Time Again“
Anyway I digress. The long and short of it was that the printer had no scripts in just to add insult to injury so I asked her to get a head start and I would meet her and give her her prescrption in the waiting room.
With a sigh of relief I handed her the prescription which she held up close to inspect and then said at the top of her voice …
“Aagh it was Fuc -cocksy- whatsit you were giving me!”