Martin the Generous

There’s this guy called Martin Revill, he’s new to M.I.P.

They invited him to Newcastle, quite sure that he’d agree

They sent him off with Adrian and with Steve Baker too

But of what they had in store for him he didn’t have a clue

They said it was a business trip with all expenses paid

They needed Martin’s “expertise” to check a paper grade

With his superb navigation skills, and folks I kid you not

They wouldn’t see a traffic jam he’d just bypass the lot

Now when it came to lunchtime he’d built such an appetite

That he thought he’d push the boat out and satisfy it right

Because he’s got a reputation, and I don’t mean to jest

When someone else is paying old Martin has the best

He didn’t care for egg and chips or Lancashire Hot Pot

He whispered to the waitress, “Bring the dearest that you’ve got!”

I don’t know what she brought him but it was the most expensive

And poor old Steve and Adrian began to look quite pensive

              Asked what he would like to drink “Jack Daniels is my tipple”

And he called out to the waitress “And please make that a triple!”

And to prove he was a big-shot, and something of a star

He had a box of matches and a big Cuban cigar

For Martin it was paradise and really quite a thrill

Until party-pooper Adrian called out for the bill

He got his credit card out to pay for Martin’s bash

Then the waitress calmly said to him “We only deal in cash” 

He only had a five-pound-note, Steve Baker he had nowt

So poor old Martin Revill had to get his wallet out

So if you are a doubter this story proves you wrong

MIP saves money when Martin is along!

                                                    Pc04