I like to have a bit of fun, but my son is worse than me br we are known throughout the village, which is by the sea br br we've played a few practical jokes, all in fun of course br nobody gets hurt, and there's no remorse br br now Alan, next door installed, a wood fire, without council approval br through the roof the chimney went, three studs were for removal br br so my son and I had sneaky plan, about a new gas line br we installed a plastic cover which said 'no naked flames at any time' br br we gave a fifty meter coverage, which encapsulated Alan's land br no gas cooking, or external fires, every spark is banned br br you will be fined ten thousand dollars, if you make a flame br we followed this up, with an official letter, with no mention of a name br br we even dug a little trench leading to the sea br to cover the imaginary gas line, that one could see br br Alan's hands were shaking, as i was offering advice br I'm just that kind of bloke, trying to be nice br br his chimney, i said, needed to be, forty meters high br and i would help him with the scaffolding, way up in the sky br br his missus did not fall for this, as she woke up to the call br she said (Bollocks) Bobby Gibson an to your son anallbr br Bob Gibsonbr br