hello shortie,...yep, you describe lucille spot on. it went on with a trowel, it came off on my collar. ( lovely girl though ).......i know what you mean about the swimming bath doors, that skinny strip of wood between the door frame, was that for real?...the only thing a step worse was to hire the costume. our mate never had any trunks and he had to hire his, blimey, we could have all got in them together....best thing was, when he jumped in, after he surfaced his trunks would appear a few seconds after, under his arms, round his neck, and come to rest on top of his head..and still have one leg in the remaining half.....give me back those times.
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