Ramblin Jack's stories, a hilarious collection of chaotic adventures,
show a lack of inhibition on the part of many of the villagers and take
place at every turn of the seasons and of life.
This collection of the most popular bawdy and comic tales from his
village of Lurking in the Wolds was related to the author by Ramblin
Jack, at a time when he was the village's oldest resident. In the
many years of his long life, Jack rarely left his home village, so he
personally witnessed much of what went on.
What he didn't see, he heard about, and from his earliest years he
kept a journal. As he got older he found that telling these tales in the
local hostelries earned him a few free drinks, and soon he was in
great demand to relate them.
An extract from the first review puts it best:
Tales are arranged to cover an eventful year in the life of the village
of Lurking in the Wolds, in approximately the 1960's. Cakes fly,
horses bolt, ladies lose their clothing. The results are sometimes
sexy and always comic. This book has the "feel" of a vintage saucy
postcard, or one of the better Carry On films, distinctly English and
strangely innocent. The word "bawdy" in the title sums it up.