I'm much too much the popular pet ever since I sang 'Every Nice Girl Loves A Sailor' at the village concert last year. I had them rolling in the aisles. Three encores, and so many bows that I got a crick in the back.Spare me the tale of your excesses, I said distantly.I wore a sailor suit.Please, I said, revolted.
In "Aunts Aren't Gentlemen" by P.G. Wodehouse, the narrator reflects on an incident that heightened their popularity after a memorable performance of the song "Every Nice Girl Loves A Sailor" at a local concert. The performance was a resounding success, resulting in laughter from the audience and multiple encores, showcasing the narrator's charm and talent. However, the narrator feels overwhelmed by the attention, reminiscing about the physical strain of taking so...
