Last night was a first and a life enhancing experience for me as I made my first faltering skips towards fully fledged Morrisdom in a scout hut in Whittle le Woods. And I have to thank my new found chums of the Royal Preston Morris Dancers for introducing me to the English 'martial art'. Look out for me in traditional clogs and natty velvet cap hopefully in the not too distant future merrily frolicking and waving a stick outside a pub near you. And wish me luck as I embark upon a pastime which apparently, according to some sources, along with bum sex, is listed among activities that a man should never ever try. I'm just going to concentrate on the dancing for the time being.
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