Crawford Logan was the characterful reciter, his overmiking unbalancing the sound-picture, and drawing too much attention to these verses (one of which, describing a visit to the local tip which could be happening anywhere, seemed inappropriate) which could possibly be offensive to genuine foresters refusing to be patronised by incoming grockles
I think this is deliberate - a cunning way to deter grockles
by making the British seaside appear so dull that townies will stay at home.
It rained on Cardiff and Bridgend, also Neath and Swansea, and as we approached Llanelli - a town so named to enable the Welsh to tell visiting grockles
"that is not how you pronounce the place" - it rained with increased urgency.
So despite the speculation about the right to roam, I doubt you'll wake up to find a gathering of grockles
in your front garden.
We have enough grockles
as it is in the summer and have no intention of being around to suffer eclipse madness.
With our mud-caked boots and trousers, no one could possibly mistake us for grockles
(country folk's terminology for fish-out-of-water townies) when we lurched into the White Lion pub two hours later.
What's wrong with properly equipped hotels for the grockles
to stay in?