It’s three days to Christmas and Dr David Mortimer is preparing to address a conference of neuro-surgeons with a speech certain to guarantee him a knighthood. In rushes a visitor. A nurse he had a fling with 18 years ago. Mortimer learns that as a result of their fling she bore him a son. A son who is at this moment rampaging round the hospital searching for his wayward father! Attempting to cover up such a catastrophe on this important day sets the fibs fizzing. “If you’re going to tell a lie, tell a whopper,” yells Dr Mortimer as events begin to spin deliriously out of control. He enlists the help of hospital staff. In the ensuing chaos his best friend is passed off as the boy’s father! Fierce matron falls off the window ledge with a hypodermic needle in her rump! And several doctors end up in nurses’ uniform! There are more twists and turns in this outrageously funny farce than the Monaco Grand Prix. An evening of delicious and uproarious fun for all. You’ll be in stitches! Get it – stitches……Oh never mind.