URBAN myths are tales, which sound so unlikely that they cannot surely be true or can they?

My friend Mitch Rowlandson is an honest sort of bloke so I have to believe this rather wonderful plumber's tale which is well worth repeating.

Mitch says that a couple of weeks ago he was working in Ulverston when he got an urgent call from a Lake District hotel for which he does a lot of work.

Could he drop what he was doing and rush over as guests were complaining there was no water coming from the taps in their room?

As the hotel is a good customer Mitch rushed over and a receptionist told him the problem was in room 19.

He knocked on the door and it was opened by a gorgeous young woman wearing only sexy underwear who looked embarrassed and hurriedly shut the door again.

She then reappeared in a bathrobe about the same time that her boyfriend, who she had obviously been expecting, arrived with drinks from the bar.

What did Mitch want, they asked.

"I'm the plumber, I've come to fix the taps."

"There's nothing wrong with the taps."

"Well the hotel said there was no water in the room."

"Oh there has been a mistake all we said was that there was no bottled water."

MPH MUSINGS...

HEADING home after work one of my colleagues found she had turned out of Queen's Road at Kendal and found she was following a Cumbria mobile camera van.

"I was doing a steady 30mph and it went shooting away ahead of me," she said.

One law for the public and one for the enforcers it would seem.