Remember fondly a night in Stockport with Martyn about 1975.
Anyway Martyn turns up at our flat (where we were skint as usual) and invites us out for a Chinese (which was pretty cosmopolitan at the time let me tell you!) on him.
After politely declining a couple of times we decided to give it a go,and Martyn the showman he was chooses a posh gaff where Johnny Mathis had dined the previous week.There we are and Martyn is leading us through this menu with all exotic dishes etc and some decent wine to wash it all down.Anyway when Martyn orders his dish he asks the guy for boiled rice with it to which the waiter says in a lofty manner that they don't deal in that low level stuff at his gaff.
Martyn replies "Wrong answer" which Mr Chan didn't quite understand.So we go through a procession of pigeon english speaking waiters/managers all explaining their lack of boiled rice to which Martyn's stock reply was (you've guessed it) "Wrong answer".
On we progress - more chat,more wine and a fine meal had by all.
Martyn then decides to tackle the dessert menu which again was missing one of his choices (back to the wrong answer scenario etc).I noticed the fantastic service we were getting at this place - it looked like all of Hong Kong were in the kitchen to attend to our every need.
We thanked Martyn for the treat as the bill came, and he suddenly shouted "GO!" and legged it. Hey thanks for the warning me owd; it's normal to co- ordinate a runner where I come from!!! Then I realised that all of Hong Kong were chasing us around these petrol pumps across the road and they had some fine chopping utensils to hand!
How we got outta that one alive I don't know but yup Martyn was one of the lads.
Agree that his music selection with other people's tunes was second to none.
RIP
Paul