This is a classic that, it would seem, no one has seen. I am quite often left hanging when referring to this 'London Shortie' in the pub.
I am like, "Yeah, just like that thing, you know. The Wreckers. When the locals take all the guys clothes and they are done for flashing." The tumbleweed and silence make it quite clear no one knows what I am on about.
Well here it is, no more tumbleweed and no more excuses.
wreckers