Ivo Graham

You know, probably to sell out some of the locals.

Right.

Sorry, I just sensed that a previous day was being mentioned there, so I sounded the O'Doherty klaxon.

Not because anything untoward happened on my part.

No.

I went home quite early.

We were doing... Ivo and I both partake in stand-up comedy.

We did a show.

We went to a sort of old-school pub afterwards.

I will say this about my colonial overlords, you and your friends, Ivo.

So we're in the small back room and a rosy-cheeked 58-year-old loose cannon man walked in and announced to the room, Shut up!

Like as loud as possible.

So initially I thought he was going to sing happy birthday or something, but then he just had the wry smile on his face of a man who likes walking into rooms and shouting, shut up.

So he then sat beside an uncomfortable man on the other side of the room.

He then shouted, shut up again.

None of these people said anything, but I decided to engage with him and said, we're being as quiet as we can, for goodness sake, or something like that.

And I think that was all it took.

He just wanted some sort of reaction rather than you just staring directly at the floor.

So no phone, Ivo.

Let's just stop it there.