I was on a local train between Birmingham and Walsall once and it passed through the bleak little station of Hempsted. There were two women pensioners in the next bay of seats:



Brum pensioner 1: Oy can never pass throw this stayshun without thinking of Mrs Hempsted from the One O'Clock Club who was tayken at the Seychelles
Brum pensioner 2: Sharks, weren't it?
Brum pensioner 1: Yes. Yow going to Tescos layter?

(from JohnnyFox , who sent that picture of his friend Luis coming out of the bathroom ...)