Here, in a magical photo by John Robertson. It would be interesting to know which Morris group it belongs to.
We’ve been thinking about cockerel costumes rather like a pantomime horse, large enough to be split into two, large enough to fit a river, a mountain and a wolf (or three children dressed as them) into the arse of one part, and foldable-uppable into a transport trike. I’m a massive fan of the rigid constructions of Dolors Sans, but they don’t seem to fulfil the requirements. Unless, I suppose, you mounted the superstructure on top of the case part of the trike, but try riding something like that in high winds.
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But unfortunately he probably won’t figure in the results of the Singing Organ-Grinder’s historical explorations into English popular song.
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