You'll like this one.
When a girl, mid seventies, two daughters of a very respected local elder, set about a scheme where all us little ones would congregate at the front of the hall after the meeting, they would divide us into groups, give us a waste paper basket and send us on our way.... 'Wombling' We'd pick up any bits of paper/rubbish from the floor.
God how I loved going Wombling! It was the highlight of the tedious meetings!
Until the CO visited (Noble Bower's I seem to remember his name being) and put a stop to it because it was 'worldy'.
I wonder how many youngsters really didn't get it?, how many were dissallusioned even at that young age?
And yes I did twist at local pioneers weddings in the eighties, even though my mother had told me it was not good due to its sexual conotations.
Hey guys, I did a pretty mean twist for an eighties gal!!
Shell69