About 10 years ago DH took DSS to Alton Towers, along with a mate, mates wife and their DS.
After the first day they went to a local pub for a bite to eat.
Relaxing on chairs and sofas afterwards, DH let out what was apparently the longest, loudest fart ever. He was sitting on a leather sofa which added to the acoustics, which resulted in practically the whole pub coming to a standstill.
A barmaid pulling a pint looked up, her face frozen in
, the pint she was pulling overflowing.
People were pausing, their drinks halfway to their mouths.
The whole pub stared over at DH and the rest of the group.
Mate's wife wanted to die. She pulled her bb cap down over her eyes and slithered as far down in her seat as possible, whimpering in mortification.
Mate's son, who had been asleep in his chair (he was only about 9 and had had a long day) jerked awake, going "What? What? What was that??"
It was quietly and mutually agreed that it might be time to go....