frederick, I tell this story with no prejudice or disrespect to any one. It's just two older neighbours chatting an reminiscing. My background is a Brummie. My Neighbour is a farmers son.
We had been spending a bit of time together of late, he is not too well and I sometimes drive him around. We were one day chatting about our youth. I said to him, I was envious of you boys in the country as when you and a girl got together, you had fields, barns, woods where you could go to, to be intimate. We had to wait for the house to be empty!
He said, well, we were more envious of you from the town, you just had more choice than what was in the village!