Great story, and fine playing over a complex rhythm track.

@heliaing: Thanks Shelia. .I'm becoming Klunk more and more, day by day :))

Back in 1910, I was blessed to have met Julius Klunk, quite possibly the clumsiest man to have walked the teeming streets of the East End of London. I say blessed because he not only provided, unwittingly, through his wretched and ungainly sense of coordination, a chortle value far in excess of any reasonable expectation of a work colleague, but also saved my life. Working as Muffin Men we would meet at the Bakery at 5:30am sharp. He would usually be sporting two or three blood roses of tissue paper, stauching the damage inflicted during his morning, hacking, shave, and at least one finger was freshly hooded with a sticking plaster. His delivery list inevitably fluttered face-down into a puddle; his hat quickly following as he swooped down to retrieve it. His first load of muffins was generally accepted to be sacrificial - his second came with a stern warning. Customer payments frequently slid down the outside of his pockets and onto the doorstep. Muffins were usually handed over with a thumbnail accidentally gouging an arm, or worse, a breast or eye. Retreating with breathless apology backwards down the front steps would result in a heavy fall onto his back and a flailing leg. Crossing the road, he would send horses whinnying and wheels screeching. 

One day, I was dragged into an alley by a couple of knife-wielding thugs, demanding I hand over the takings. Unwilling to yield,  they drew their blades to my throat.  "I say! Unhand him!" I heard with the corner of my eye. Klunk then tripped over a dustbin and windmilled forward trying to break his fall for about 15 yards. His arms clubbed heavily the two muggers, who fell senseless to the floor. Sorry..sorry. .sorry he mumbled.

I treated him to a foaming draught of Pale Ale for his trouble, which he held to the light then promptly poured down his front and his groin.

I was impressively accurate in consuming mine.
Be good

Nick

Klunk

This is what I did.
Fast asleep now
Time was our only enemy 
Be good
Nick

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