We damn near ran out of rubbers. Then some bint in first class thought we were having an orgy so her stripped off and joined in. One and a Two and a One.Two. They are argumentative buggers Lunnon bus drivers. “Thwack.” down came a Morris stick straight across his bonce. They weren’t daft enough to refuse. “Well better reform the Morris Men I suppose,” his dad suggested. “Nah mate, Tin miner me,” he replied, “And Morris dancer, lets show them the Floral Dance, Lads, a One, two, a, One, two, three, four. Bit like St Ives on a Sat day night really. She looked round. Darkies led on the floor bleeding. They kept it all way from hoe to tother side of Taunton. “That’s right, Primps or some such.” he added. We bade the Landlord farewell, tossed the darkies in a skip, arranged another visit for the next year with a couple of hundred notes as an advance and set off back for the station. We bade the Landlord farewell, tossed the darkies in a skip, arranged another visit for the next year with a couple of hundred notes as an advance and set off back for the station.
