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.