We were in York a couple of weeks ago visiting our son. We wlked into the city in the early evening and I heard a little way off the sound of a woman laughing. As we passed a pub she was sat cross-legged on a table outside the front of a pub. She roared uncontrollably with laughter, in the manner of the Laughing Sailor/Policeman you used to get in the old-fashioned amusement arcaes. As we passed, I could hear the man on the other end of her mobile phone roaring with laughter too.
It's one of the great mysteries. What was she laughing at, and why?
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