A friend of my wife got married recently, the friend is a lovely woman but I'm afraid she could never be described as being the sharpest tool in the box. During the summer, her and her betrothed were round at ours for a BBQ. I asked who was doing the disco at her wedding. She answered, in all seriousness,
"I can't remember his name, I think it might be Westwood?"
I'm afraid that after an evening of the Nolan Sisters, Cotton-eyed Joe and the Grease mega mix, I came to the conclusion that she was probably mistaken.