Funny what the unconscious can come up with

I have this humorous thing I do, occasionally, when I'm clearing up after a meal, bustling about with a tea-towel over my arm, putting things away, and encouraging people to leave the table: I say the words "aint you got no homes to go to?"

I nearly said it the other day. I was behind a counter, clearing up after a meal. The punters were on the other side of the counter, bringing their plates and cutlery back. This was at the choir. The choir for homeless people.

Fortunately I caught myself in time and didn't say it.