A Clean Slate
‘BAD news now for those who suppose that when you die your debts die with you.
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| And the ghost of Doug is still racking up a tab… |
The Express brings news of Janis Wing, a drinker at the Little George pub in Wombwell, Yorkshire.
It was the favoured haunt of her late husband, Doug, who, as the legend goes, used to drink up to eight pints in a session. He was, we deduce, a good customer.
And so to the event that sparked the row, as Janis steps up to the bar to collect her £50 top prize in the pub raffle. ”She was close to tears when she won last week’s prize,” gushes the Express, adding to the almost unbearable excitement.
Happy days, then, or not, because when Janis opened her hand to examine her fortune she saw just £2.50. Jon had died owing the pub £47.50, and Janis’ win had been used to wipe his slate clean.
”My late husband’s beer tab has nothing to do with me,” says ”disgusted” Janis.
Which leaves us wondering what else could have driven him to drink?
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Posted: 4th, June 2003 | In: Tabloids Comment | TrackBack | Permalink
