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Strange origin of folk dancing revealed

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Folk dancing was developed from the ancient rural tradition of Wetting, scientists have confirmed.

Wetting was originally popular in East Anglia but died out as toilets became commonplace in the 19th century. It involved drinking huge amounts of ale while resisting the urge to go to the loo.

Wetters then performed a mythical dance as they hopped about trying to prevent an unfortunate accident – and when they could hold it in no more, they relieved themselves, generating an intense euphoric feeling.

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Now scientists, who have studied centuries-old manuscripts, say the traditional Wetting dance was the forerunner to folk dancing, particularly Morris dancing, Highland dancing and Irish dancing.

folk dancingBizarre folk dancing rituals explained for the first time

Wesley Winlock, of the Institute of Rural History in Stowmarket, said: “We set out to find out how folk dancing started; what its influences were. The more we looked into Wetting, the penny dropped.

“We can now confirm the root of folk dancing is the mythical Wetting dance, and this explains why so many folk dancers are called pissheads.”

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Greggs to open gyms for flabby customers

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By Our City Staff

Greggs, the High Street baker feeding pasties, pies, sausage rolls and doughnuts to the nation, is to launch a chain of gyms for loyal customers.

Management aim to open a gymnasium in every town and city, and will offer free membership to its most regular customers who need to fight the flab.

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Greggs has often been accused of contributing to the national obesity epidemic by selling fatty snacks on an industrial scale to a greedy public.

But the firm will fight back with its new £200 million fitness push, which will be trialed with a gym in Ipswich this winter.

The first Greggs was opened in Newcastle in 1951, and now it boasts more than 1,500 outlets across Britain, targeting those with an aversion to salad and healthy foods.

The business is now looking at snapping up an unnamed fitness chain and rebranding it as Greggs Gyms.

greggs gym fitnessPie in the sky: Greggs customers to get free gym membership

A retail expert said: “This will be a great PR exercise for Greggs – and probably the only exercise that any of its customers have ever taken.

“But Greggs will be clever. It will offer free membership only to those whose new loyalty cards are filled up within a month period. And none of them will ever go to the gym, so it won’t cost Greggs a penny.”

Nobody from Greggs was available for comment, but insiders expect the share price to rise from tonight’s 1,036 close when the Suffolk Gazette story is digested.

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Kim Kardashian in new sax tape shocker

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Kim Kardashian in new sax tape shocker

WORLD EXCLUSIVE
By Arthur Pint, Entertainment Editor

She shot to fame after a video of her romping with a lover was leaked in 2007, and now Kim Kardashian will shock millions of fans worldwide by releasing a new sax tape.

The reality television star, who is married to rapper Kanye West, made the movie in a Suffolk country mansion during a private visit in April.

Now she has pledged to release it to her millions of followers on social media, including 79 million on Instagram, 47 million on Twitter and 29 million on Facebook.

The Sax Tape

Fans will see the glamorous 35-year-old pursing her lips and blowing hard as she tries out a new routine in the bedroom of the sprawling country home near Bury St Edmunds.

A pal said: “Her fans will be shocked. Up until now, Kim has kept her new love of the saxophone a secret. She hopes one day to be able to play the Baker Street solo perfectly.”

Local music teacher Malcolm Beard-Smith, from Stanton, was shown the tape after a copy was obtained by the Suffolk Gazette. “She’s not bad at playing the saxophone. However, I’m not convinced her sax tape will be as popular as her sex tape.”

Waterspout throws North Sea fish 15 miles inland

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Courtney Pike, Angling Correspondent

North Sea fish including cod and plaice were hurled 15 miles inland by the huge waterspout which appeared off the coast this weekend, the Suffolk Gazette can reveal.

They were plucked from the water and sucked hundreds of metres into the sky when the unusual spout formed off Thorpeness on Saturday afternoon.

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Similar to a tornado, the waterspout then twirled the fish around hundreds of times before sending them whizzing through the air all over the Suffolk coastal area.

water spout suffolk coastThe waterspout appears near Thorpeness, sucking fish into the air (pic: weather watcher MichelleF)

Suffolk Gazette reader Roger Waters was mowing his lawn in Rendlesham, near Woodbridge when he was alarmed by a large fish landing at his feet.

He said: “I was baffled. I’m about ten miles from the sea and there was no reason for a fish to arrive. But there it was, gasping at my feet. I assumed someone had thrown it from a passing car, but then I read about the waterspout and realised it had been thrown here by that.

“It must have been my lucky day as me and the wife had a lovely fish supper.”

There were similar reports of flying fish all over parts of east Suffolk, with a plaice landing on a road in Framlingham, a whiting hit a lorry on the A12 near Glemham Hall, while another cod surprised a cricket team by plummeting onto the village green at nearby Brandeston.

Video shows the spout off Thorpeness

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Weather experts said a waterspout is essentially a tornado over water and can have devastating consequences.

Suffolk Gazette spout expert Lorraine Fisher, 34, said: “Thankfully no small children were swimming nearby or they could have been thrown into the air and deposited somewhere near Halesworth,” he said.

I’m so sad about my small pear

in my lady garden

At the height of the summer there is probably nothing better than showing the world your whopping big pear. But mine just didn’t grow. Look it’s pathetic. The whole tree was full of foliage but didn’t bear fruit. It is unpearably sad for me.

One theory is that it rained heavily during blossom time, putting the bees off pollinating. Lazy little bees. Have they forgotten their core values? They’ll be asking for tiny umbrellas next.
I have plenty of bees in the garden now, slurping and burping on my fragrant thyme flowers. Talk about pear-weather friends! I just hope you all have better luck in your lady gardens.

small pearNobody wants to get their hands on my small pear

With the children off school you may need to focus on what you actually want from your garden. Do you want a stylish showpiece from Country Living to make the neighbours jealous? A place to barbecue lumps of meat to a cinder while knocking back wine? Or a mini play park?

And how much effort do you expect to put in, weeding, mowing and watering?

There is little point growing delicate orchids if you have children kicking each other’s balls.

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And if you are going to regularly hit the falling-down juice, it makes sense to have something soft like a lawn to land on.

I always advise would-be gardeners to make a list of their needs and desires before planning a garden willy-nilly.

We like to drink and sunbathe so I was interested to see the current celeb craze for pool parties and ordered a plastic splashing whale (see photo) in my attempt to keep up with the sophisticated Hollywood types like Kim Kardashian. My pool is only a few feet wide so her arse wouldn’t fit and neither will mine, but I can dabble my feet in while sipping my rum punch in my fold-up chair.

My old man already has a flowery Hawaiian shirt so I just need to get us some bling, shades and download some P Diddly-Squat vibes. Then we can invite friends and neighbours and get the sausages out.

whale splash poolWe’re going to have a whale of a time in our pool

I invented a game for the kids, to encourage healthy eating and use up some allotment crops. It’s called Kale Or No Kale. They each have a lunchbox to open. Most boxes contain a Mars Bar, crisps and salted peanuts. But one box is full of trendy raw kale (brassica bollockus). The contestants can ring the Banker who may offer them something worse, like more kale.

deal or no dealEating Kale is more appealing than Noel Edmonds

This week I’ve been harvesting beans. We grew purple beans, green beans and white beans. My sister told me a trick to get wilted raw runner beans turgid again. You simply suddenly plunge your specimens into a bowl of iced water and they go stiff. No wonder her husband looks so pleased with himself. You can do it with radishes, spring onions and courgettes, all of which are thriving this month.

Despite it being the height of summer, it is time to start wishing your life away. The garden centres are already sending out the Autumn planting catalogues, full of bulbs, roses and spring blossoming shrubs.

This means they’ll be trying to get shot of the late summer stock, so dive in and get a few bargains on your way to buying Adnams and barbecue bits. I got some artemisia, dahlias and coneflowers from the cheapskate section. I don’t even know what artemisia is… it sounds like something forgetful painters get after a night on the Pissaro.

Anyway, as long as it matures better than my pear tree I couldn’t give a fig.

Jobs to do this week

* Shove in some ready-growing leek plants, to ensure your cock-a-leekie soup ingredients. You can freeze them if you are lucky enough to get a glut.
* Collect seed from flower heads and pop in labelled envelopes. You will never remember where to find them when it comes to planting time and will end up buying some but at least you will feel like a hipster.
* Buy a football and goal from Argos to stop little boys bothering you when you’re knocking back a pint. Or compete with them and don’t let them win.

Now the answers to your problems

* Tony from Tattingstone: You think your plums are small. Take another look at my pear and see why I should care.
* Therese M from Westminster: Well, it looks like you’re surrounded by vegetables. Keep piling the manure on them.
* Doris from Ipswich Docks: With the humid climate, algae can flourish. It’s time to clean that butt of yours and start afresh.

Have a great week!

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You can’t slurry love

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EXCLUSIVE
By Hugh Dunnett, Crime Correspondent

A couple were arrested after being caught romping naked in a farmer’s slurry pit.

Dog walkers using a footpath at the farm near Framlingham spotted the filthy pair and called the cops.

Officers found the lovers, named locally as Phil Collins and Mary-Beth Spuckler, in a “heightened state of excitement” and oblivious to anything else around them.

When quizzed, they revealed they had a fetish for farmyard smells and had often stripped off to make love in the slurry pit without the farmer’s knowledge.

A police insider said: “Because their actions were in sight of a footpath, they were told they were outraging public decency.

“However, they were extremely embarrassed and apologetic and were not charged after agreeing to keep away from the farm in future.”

 

slurry loveYou can’t slurry love, no you just have to wait (until you get home)

Dave Barrett-Hughes, a psychology lecturer at Suffolk University, said: “People can have fetishes about the strangest things. An urge to make love in what most of us would call a strange place is more common than you may think.

“However, I have not heard of a slurry fetish before. If anything, you risk falling ill.”

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Norfolk men shortest in UK

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Norfolk men are the shortest in the country, measuring an average of just five foot six inches, new research reveals.

The journal eLife tracked height changes in 187 countries across the world since 1914, and found Dutch men were tallest at six feet on average – while Latvian women were a striking five feet seven.

But while the British media picked up the fact our male population was five feet ten, it missed the finer details of the report highlighting stark contrasts within the UK itself.

Researchers found the average man in Norfolk was only five feet six – while Norfolk women were also five feet six… wide.

The stunted folk from up the A140 are believed to have evolved differently to help them navigate the bogs of Norfolk.

A study author told the Suffolk Gazette: “There is also evidence to suggest remaining small makes them less of a target for predators.

“A low centre of gravity means they can navigate their bog lands and stay safe. The women are very wide, owing to the local diet of dumplings.”

Norfolk menA Norfolk man, left, meets a larger neighbour from Suffolk
Locals have been innovative in coping with the issue, including putting cushions on their car seats and bulk-buying children’s clothes.

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I plumbed depths of bad taste with my outside toilet

in my lady garden

I was swigging a bottle of vodka in the bath the other night while contemplating my herbaceous border.

As I got out, I dropped the bottle down the toilet with a loud crash, leaving a crack in the bowl.

We had to get Suffolk’s famous plumbing firm Rufus Leaking (only £499 callout charge. Motto: No Job Too Small, No Meal Too Big).

They sent me young Kev, the apprentice, with his instruction booklet and The Daily Star, both of which he could only understand by looking at the pictures.

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He whipped out the broken receptacle while eating five packets of Hobnobs. While his ballcock was out on my lawn he advised me that many avant-garde (he used the term “bonkers”) gardeners often used their old toilets as planters.

Well, no sooner said than done. He took time off from the hard work to organise this poncey photo-shoot, chortling to himself that a sweet pea was an ideal choice for my outside toilet, or a “red-hot chilli flush” and he even put a log in the lav for added comedy effect.

outside toiletOutside toilet: perfect for sweet peas and logs

How fetching it looks, and very handy if you are caught short while mowing the lawn. Other plants suitable for a toilet are wee-steria, pee-tunias and any kind of bog plant.

With this hot spell, you may be enjoying the odd crate of Aspall Cyder and some Asda chicken wings al fresco.

If you see a huge insect and hear it zooming as it whizzes towards you, it is a Cockchafer, otherwise known as a Billy Witch or Doodlebug.

They were almost eradicated but with less use of pesticide, the Cockchafer is back with a bang. It may come as no surprise to you that Cockchafers are more active in the evenings and can come down chimneys or through open windows. I can’t imagine anything more alarming than a huge cockchafer poking in through the bedroom curtains.

But don’t be too alarmed. They may look like hornets though they don’t sting. But don’t get one tangled in your hair. Be particularly vigilant if you have a penchant for nude sunbathing.

I thought I was going to have to warn you about another pest In My Lady Garden this week. Huge black spots appeared on my hellebores and giant primulas. I investigated my gardening books but then remembered my old man had painted the fence black during his second bottle of Rioja.

black spot garden

You may have forgotten how annoying children are but with the school holidays now upon us you will soon remember.

Why not make use of them by letting them play with the watering can or paying them a penny for every ten weeds they pull up while you settle down playing games on their iPads?

This week I harvested my delicious baby Lunchbox Cucumbers (Linfordium Christius).

Meanwhile, my brother-in-law gave me a Brazilian. It’s a climbing fuchsia called Lady Boothby. Which reminds me, if you have a Bearded Iris, this is the time to divide it so it can form new roots.

Jobs to do this week

* Get some tomato feed and give your plants a good old dose to encourage flowering and plump fruits.
* Spray your hollyhocks with a fungicide if they show leaf rust.
* Plant second cropping potatoes so you have some ready for Christmas in case Aunt Bessie goes on strike.

And now for your problems

* Mr Nobbs of Needham: If the veins have taken on a purple hue, you can bet it’s Clematis Wilt. You need a systemic spray.
* Mr P. F. From Stowupland: I am a gardener not a dentist but I do know that a tiny dab of clove oil on a cotton bud can help with the pain. Or try seven pints of Adnams.
* Jenny from Finborough: Yes, you can eat the nasturtium leaves. In olden days they were used to treat scurvy. But you can also prevent this by putting plenty of lime in your gin and tonic.

Cheers!

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