Don't mention the war…
It was a wintry night in November and we were preparing to go to a local Tourist Information Centre AGM.
Suddenly we heard a large splash accompanied by a frantic "Achtung, Achtung!" from some charming German guests who were having dinner.
We rushed to see what was wrong and discovered that their table was awash with water, dripping down from the beams above.
After speeding up to the first floor, we found a rather portly gentleman who had slipped in his brimming bath. He had flooded the whole bathroom and the resulting tidal wave was seeping down through the floorto the restaurant below.
When everyone was suitably placated, we set off for the AGM. On my way out, I decided to bid farewell to our Teutonic guests who were leaving the next morning. I also wanted to check that everything was now okay.
They were now quite pacified and smiling. The husband rose and shook my hand and then enquired; "What is the flower for?"
I went extremely red as I realised that I had put on my overcoat with the Remembrance Day poppy in the lapel.
First we had nearly drowned the mat dinner and now I was re-enforcing to them the result of World War II. So much for Anglo-German relations!
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