In the days of Oliver's army Barmy would seldom be found without his sidekick, Dodger. Like Dr. Evil and Mini-Me, they seemed ideal companions, spending hours sequestered together in the privacy of the market office or strolling the market aisles spreading goodwill and reassurance. As time passed and with his seventh birthday fast approaching, Dodger was given more responsibility and sent out into the market on his own.Barmy equipped his tiny assistant manager with his own walkie-talkie on the market circuit so he could be in constant contact with his master. Sometimes seen in his official day-glo market staff tabard, it was always reassuring to know that in the event of trouble, the plucky four-footer was ready to leap into action.
Oh how safe everyone felt in those days.
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When working on the market about a year ago, I came under the scrutiny of the young Dodger.
He popped up in front of my stall when I was still setting up. with clip board in hand he cast his eye over my stall & uttered "rubbish", then ticked a box on his board.
When I asked him what he was up to , he said that barny asked him to go round & see which stalls were good & which were rubbish.
Later he came back to tell me that I should put up my company name sign.
At the time I just laughed it off.
I'm sure this kid was having great fun doing Barny's bidding,but this should not be, as the market can be a dangerous place for an unaccompanied six year old.
Yes, very typical Barny. I've heard Barny say to a stallholder about their stall being crap when they've had a customer standing there. He obviously thought that was OK to do. He obviously also thought it a good idea to teach a six year old kid that kind of thing is OK to do as well. No wonder we are all so pissed off.
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