1st in my occasional item: Made me chuckle.

A Yorkshireman is travelling around the Greek Islands. He walks into a bar and by chance is served by a Yorkshire barmaid. As she takes his order of a pint of Tetley Bitter she notices his accent. Over the course of the evening, they get chatting.  At the end of her shift he asks if she wants to come back to his place and although she is attracted to him, she say no. 
   
He then offers to pay her £200 to sleep with him.  As she is travelling  around the world, and is short of funds, she agrees. The next night the guy turns up again, orders Tetley's and, after showing her plenty of attention, asks if she will sleep with him again for £200. She remembers the payout from the night before and is only too happy to agree.  
     
This goes on for 5 nights. On the 6th night the guy comes in again, orders Tetley's but goes and sits in the corner. The barmaid thinks that if she pays him more attention then, maybe, she can shake some more cash out of him. So she goes over and sits next to him. She asks him where he's from in Yorkshire. 
‘Leeds’ he tells her. 
     
‘So am I, what suburb?’ She enquires.  
‘Headingley’ he replies.  
   
‘That's amazing’ she says excitedly, ‘so am I - what street?’  
‘Boycott Street’ he replies.  
   
‘That is unbelievable....’ She says, her voice quivering. ‘What number?’  
‘Number 20 he replies.  
   
She is totally astonished.
‘You are not going to believe this’ she screams, ‘but I'm from number 22! My parents still live there’.  
     
‘I know’ he says,
‘Your Dad gave me £1000 to give to you’