Argentinian golfer, Roberto de Vincenzo, won a tournament and the big cheque that goes with it. After the celebrations he was strolling back to his car when he was approached by a young woman who congratulated him on his victory. She told him her daughter was seriously ill and close to death. She needed an expensive heart operation.
Roberto didn’t think twice. He took out his pen and signed the cheque over to the woman.
At next week’s tournament, a golfing official approached Roberto and said he’d heard the winner’s cheque had been given away. “I have bad news,” he said. “It was a con. You’ve been duped. There is no sick child. She’s fleeced you.”
“You mean there is no baby who is dying?” said Roberto.
“That’s right,” said the golf official, shaking his head.
“That’s the best news I’ve heard all week!”
Is this, in fact, good news? I guess it depends on what boffins call your ‘explanatory style’. So here’s something for you to explain: a couple of weeks ago we hosted 400 people at Alton Towers. We treated them to some pretty fab speakers and as much food as they could scoff. And we didn’t charge them a bean.
Naysayers were saying it couldn’t be done or that people simply wouldn’t turn up. Or that, if they did, we’d be trying to flog them something.
Thankfully, we didn’t invite those people and check out what happened…