The Devil Finds Time.....

We had nothing better to do than to be mischievous. Celebrity bartender, Ditmar Perner, was about to arrive for his shift and we were joking about the constant hand-wringing by Douglas about the over-pouring and giveaways at Ditmar's notorious bar. One of the regulars ran up to a specials board and scrawled this.

A minute later Ditmar bounced into the bar in his usual upbeat way and greeted everyone. "You just missed Douglas," I said. "He was looking for you." "Really!" Ditmar replied, "This early?" and went about preparing his bar. The smug expression on our faces should have given us away, but it wasn't until a minute later that Ditmar glanced up at the chalkboard.

An ear-piercing scream came out of everyone's favorite hun. The pidgeons in St. Mark's Square were startled into flying away and elephants in Ceylon stampeded while we giggled like school girls as Ditmar leaped over the bar to erase the incriminating "special".