Shakey came home late after a hard night at the pub, only to be met at the door by his lovely wife.

She took him by the collar and led him around the corner where they looked up at the big Wakefield brewery, well lit up and going full steam.

She said to him, "Michael, you don't understand...they're making it faster than you can drink it!"

Ol' Shake swayed a little, back and forth a bit, while he surveyed the beer factory, then spoke, "Maybe so, but I've got 'em working nights."