Yes Lizzie. There are a lot of people knocked over and killed by buses, and there are a lot of black people employed by bus companies.

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Out of interest, a very good friend of mine who is a member of his local lodge once said, rather succinctly, that it is not a secret society but a society of people who can keep secrets. If anybody wants to know those secrets, they either risk having their hearts ripped from their bodies, or, alternatively, risk the hardship of a journey to their local library where you can borrow books with all their pseudo religious nonsense laid out for all to see.

Me? I'd possibly have a fit of the giggles when they ask you to roll up your trouser leg, so when I was approached, I politely declined. Although meeting up with mates for a drink and occasional meal is my idea of a good time. It's just the ritual balls before going through to the bar that would put me off. Also, I suspect most of my new friends would be the same boorish lot who make me think twice before taking up golf....