I was attending a re-enactment training session in Tintagel Cornwall U.K., as I am a watcher not a do'er I went for a Cornish pasty
On returning to the practice pasy in hand I could not get into the pub grounds as it was blocked by Morris Men violently waving their sticks (quite well done)in fact.
When I finally got back to the practice I mentioned this to the re-enactors who with much glee dashed off to rib, cajoul (take the p**s )the morris men about the way they dress
They were in various pieces and styles of armour with swords and all the accoutrements.
they couldn't see the irony