WOKE

Punch and Ihave been performing on Swanage beach for a century. I don’t look old enough? Sokind. It’s amazing what a touch of lipstick can do – and years of coveringbruises with greasepaint!

What was Isaying? You’ll have to forgive me – memory’s not what it was. Oh yes – the WokeBrigade. They’ve decided we’re too violent. Can you believe it? Compared withthe way those kids’ parents behave, a few head-bashes are mild.

Here we are,two pensioners without an income, and they’ve stopped our winter fuel allowance.They want rid of us.

That’s the wayto do it!

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It is a month since I joined in Rochelle's Friday Fictioneers' party. I have had major surgery on a badly broken ankle, and my mind hasn't been in the right state for writing. But Sandra Crook's photo of  Swanage Beach - I could hardly resist, could I? I spent a summer there 50 years ago, and have fond memories of my children digging on that very beach. There were even donkey rides in those days - something else that has gone, I suspect, with an increasingly obese population becoming too much for the poor beasts to carry.

This was us back in 1973!