Welcome and Goodbye

There is something sinister about this many Morris dancers appearing so quickly.

There are hundreds of them, ankle bells jingling, sticks clashing, handkerchiefs waving. They look and sound like a hippy army that’s completely off its trolley.

“Why are they here and why so many?” I ask a fellow journalist.

He points skywards. Holy moly! Spaceships.

I am still fumbling for my camera when the spaceships shoot heavenwards and disappear.

The Morris dancers cheer.

Now I get it.

Well, wouldn’t hundreds of Morris dancers be enough to scare you away if you were an alien looking to conquer a world?