An Yorkshireman is on his death bed drawing his last breaths. It's late at night and all the family have arrived to be with him in his final hours. He looks around the family assembled in the downstairs front room all about his bedside.
"Is my daughter here, with her husband?"
"Yes."
"And brother Charles and his wife?"
"Yes."
"What about the twins?"
"Yes."
"And their wives and kids?"
"Yes."
"Everybody's here now, at last, all in this room then?"
"Yes. Everybody. All of us. We are all here with you in this room."
"And my three grandchildren too?"
"Yes. All of us."
"Then why is the bloody light still on in the back kitchen?"
