the one that my dad regales us with regularly
many moons ago ('78/9, something like the), dear old pa was on his way to work on the north bank. stepping of tower bridge, he turned left, and continued to walk along the bank.

as he went, he saw a pair of american tourist (both over-weight and in loud shirts) holding a map and conversing loudly. he couldn't contain his laughter when he heard one mutter the immortal line:

"i wonder where the tower of london is... i guess it's behing this big ol' castle..."

/arf
(notjustahatrack peeling a sausage..., Sun 9 Jan 2005, 16:56, Reply)