Handbags   (The sad, the bad and the ugly. Non-productive stuff here.)

Mr Essex (Gwim fancies him) has recently been 'acting' in the Cockneysoap. He may be available to do a re-write of this song for me.

I'm struggling to get some nakky women into the story.

I wouldn't mind having some Policewomen in. But that has raised an issue or two.

If the play is set yonks ago, there is little scope for uniformed ladies. I could go for buxom Innkeepers'-daughters, but they always appear unseemly.

One solution, especially given a maritime flavour, would be female Customs Officers.


There's a thought.

Google time.