I had made a public announcement about my “fantastic boobs” and now here I was being asked to prove it on my first day working at Ye Olde Medieval Fayre. The market town square was beautiful. Bunting was flying and hogs were roasting. My uniform consisted of a long pale yellow skirt, an apron to tie around my waist, a pair of clogs and a cap with ribbons. I was expected to sell these fruit buns to the masses naked from middle up.