On my walk home from work today, I was pleased to find a troupe of morris dancers, on a street just off the main drag, celebrating St George's Day. The handkerchiefs and plus-fours, bells and braces, brought happy memories of attempting to bash my sister's finger with a big wooden stick at Guides on a Tuesday night.
The only thing wrong with the picture was that the performance was going on outside an Irish pub - as muddled as the Proclaimers being played at a St Patrick's Day party.
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