Thank you sir
Thank you sir
I remember him at the Pierhead in the fifties, he would have a crowd in a large circle, he would be in the middle on the floor wrapped up in a large piece of canvas with chains and padlocks wrapped around the canvas, his friend would run the swords in between the chains and the canvas. After a small struggle and rolling around on the floor the canvas would suddenly bend in the middle as he sat up, the chains falling around his waist, a quick release and he was up on his feet to the applause of the crowd. A quick whipround with the cap finished the performance.
One day he was having difficulty getting out of the bag, two policemen arrived; whereupon his friend scarpered and left him to it.
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