Sex on the floor.
In the 80's I lived in Sheffield and most pubs would be packed on a Sunday lunctime. For 2 reasons.

1. Free Yorkshire puddings on the bar to go with your pint.

2. Strippers.

Despite being 21 years old I was still very naive about certain things and found it incredible that all these pubs had strippers on - especially Sunday lunchtime.

One Sunday at a pub on the Eccleshall Road I went in with a mate, got a pint and wandered over to look at the entertainment. It was rather busy so I did what everyone else was doing and stood on a chair to get a better view. The stripper looked about 40 (which I now find an attractive age in a woman :)) and she had grabbed some skinny 18 year old to work on her "act".

This involved a lot of baby oil and talcum powder which quickly started to look like she was greased up for a cross Channel swim. The poor lad on the stage with her started to get a bit carried away and before you knew it they were at it like rabbits.

Despite being appalled by this louche display we somehow found our way back there most Sundays!
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