First posted November 2009
This evening I’ve been to Mrs Mobilephone’s house for a Sandgate
Morris ‘bring and share’.
Sandgate
Morris ran from 1978 until 1998 when the remaining members decided to join
forces with Tynebridge Morris. The
Tynebridge kit and name was kept but the garlands and most of the dances were
Sandgate’s. About once a year we old
Sandgaters manage to get together.
We
each bring a plate or dish of something, and possibly a bottle as well, and
spend the evening eating, drinking, reminiscing, gossiping and catching up on
the latest developments in our various parts of the forest.
“Do you know?” said Pearl “There’s a women’s team now that
combines morris and belly dancing.”
“You what?” I said “What do they wear?”
“Oh the full belly dance rig out. Whatever size they are they wear the full rig
out.”
“I’ve seen them too” said Mrs French “Young and old big or
little they expose some flesh.
Some of
them expose a bit too much flesh if you ask me.”
“And they have the head-dresses too” said Pearl
“They seem to favour feathers if I remember” added Mrs
French
“Oh yes” agreed Pearl “ a lot of birds have been sacrificed
…”
“But what do they dance?” asked Mr Pearl (who obviously
hadn’t witnessed this phenomenon).
“Morris and belly dancing” replied his wife
“At the same time?”
“Yes”
“No wonder there’s been so much bluddy rain.”
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