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HOPPING DOWN IN KENT
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DAY HOP PICKING
from off stage)
Jones-Wow here we are at the hop farm. This looks very exciting. Donít it
Smith- Look at the scenery Kids
Jones-Stupid kids havenít you ever seen this kind of stuff in books?
Yeah but never this close up!
and Sophia- Come on letís meet the owner.
come on to the stage)
Tone- Hello and welcome to me Ďop farm. And yous be the ÖÖ.
Tone- Oh yeah yous the one that broke your leg didnít ya?
Jones- yep thatís right
Jones- Oh do you remember he tumbled down from those high stilts remember
Smith- Really? ( sounding interested )
Jones- Yep thatís right come to think of it, it was quite funny actually. It
all happened when hÖ
Jones- (interupting them) oh stop gossiping women.
Oh shut up moan machine all you ever do is moan, moan, moan
Tone- And yous be the uh
Smith- The smiths
Tone- uh the Smiths ay. I remember you. Your daughter ran off witÖ.
Smith (interupting very suddenly)- OH LOOK THEYíVE STARTED ALREADY HEHE
Tone- Donít you remember?
Smith- Iíd rather not
Tone- But rememberÖÖ
Smith- IíD RATHER NOT!
tone talks to Peter Jones quietly)
ugh! Whatís that smell?
Jones- Thatís the alley bodge
Jones- An ally bodge is a cart to cart around the manure from one place to
Tone comes back in to action)
Tone-That is Jerry Stringer. He strings the hops but wants to start a chat show.
Itíll never catch on.
comes Rover the three-legged Hopping
screams and Sophia comforts her)
Tone-Get it Hopping dog?
Jones- Please we have had enough hopping jokes for a life time!
Tone- and here are your barracks where you will be staying. I hope you donít
mind sharing, we are running out of barracks this year too many people. Anyway
see you later dinner is at seven oíclock. I hop you have a good time.
out and off stage talking to himself and laughing at his joke)
Jones(Looking out the window)- look at the beautiful scenery, those beautiful
Ė what are green hops mam?
Smith- Green hops are freshly picked undried hops
I get it
Now donít you ever touch the red berries other wise you will die
And that counts for you too missy donít be a pain other wise we will go home
to smelly London
And donít go anywhere near those stilts that is daddys job
you aint getting me up on those things again I broke me leg last time
Oh please stop moaning we are on holiday now
I hop we have a good time!
Molly donít YOU start!
taps her on the head)