Do you enjoy sackcloth?

Question

Whilst on a pleasant daytrip to the Victorian idyll that is Hunstanton, I ventured in to the purveyor of fine goods, Tesco.

On reaching the checkout to purchase some crusty rolls and ham, I noted a bag for sale that was constructed of some sort of sackcloth.

Upon smelling this article, I was immediately reminded of my finest sporting achievement, winning a sack race at primary school. Needless to say, I acquired this item with haste.

Do you enjoy sackcloth and it's associations?

Answer 1

Ah Citizen, to h**l with the sack cloth is what I say, tied up in one of the damned things for six hours with Sniffy Blenkinsop, our intent was to frighten the gym mistress by jumping out of the sack at an appropriate moment, Some swine crept into the gym and tied the top of the sack up, we assume it was Rotter or someone of his ilk. Damned poor show if you ask me, what? Now Sunny Hunny is a different kettle of fish and no mistake, Fish, chips and mushy peas eaten out in the open on the sloping lawn opposite the sea front, sheer bliss.  

Answer 2

Ooooooh yeeeessss!

Answer 3

It’s hardcore gorgeous, dahling.

Answer 4

Our family owns a lot of hemp clothing, jewelry, etc.  As far as the sackcloth, it brings back fond memories of childhood picnics.

Answer 5

Ah, sackcloth and ashes.............no, wait! I mean sickcloth and hashish!

Answer 6

No I bloody hated sports day they put me in the silly sack and made me try to jump for a 100metres in it so everyone could point and laugh. And if that weren't bad enough, they informed me I had to balance an egg shaped piece of wood on spoon, and run with it for another 100m. You would think they got all their laughs but OH NO! They tied one of my legs to another child's leg and made me run another 100m, it was disastrous.

Answer 7

I love sackcoth and don't get me started on the ashes