Let's say the stern father has just read a perfectly ghastly memorial poem to his dead mother. Now let's say the young man courting his daughter has just made a little joke about the urn on the dining-room mantle. It does not take a great comic mind to imagine that it contains grandma's remains.
Now let's arm that young man with a bottle of cheap, celebratory Champagne. When he uncorks it, can you guess where the cork is going to fly? And what it must do to the precariously placed urn? If you have a taste for farce, you can.
Let...
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