Phoned Jas.

"Jas?"

"Oui."

"Do you ever get the urge?"

"Pardon?"

"You know, to flow free and wild."

She was thinking.

"Well, sometimes, when Tom and I are alone in the house together..."

"Yes..."

"We flick each other with flannels."

"Jas, you keep talking on the telephone and I will send out for help."

"It's good fun... what you do is..."

"Jas, Jas, guess what I am doing now?"

"Are you dancing?"

"Yes, I am, my strange little pal. But what am I dancing in?"

"A bowl?"

"Jas, don't be silly. Concentrate. Try to get the image of me flowing wild and free."

"Are you dancing in... your PE knickers?"

"Non... I am DANCING IN MY NUDDY–PANTS!!!"

And we both laughed like loons on loon tablets.