Today I went cycling.
In the rain.
It wasn't raining when I set off and it wasn't when I got home, it was the bit in between that was the problem.
I managed to get every item of clothing I was wearing wet. Not just wet, absolutely soaked.
Every single item of clothing I had on drenched through.
Just picture that all for a second....all of that clothing lined up on the side of the bath...or hanging on a clothes horse and dripping on the kitchen floor. See them in your minds eye drying off in front of the open fire. Imagine every item of clothing passing in front of you on a soaking wet 'Generation Game' style conveyor belt. Look there's my jumper...and jeans...picture them all...hang on, did you just shudder? What's that all about?
You know, you people really worry me.
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...and you wonder why the Bishop wants a word with you...
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It's about the jeans...you know you could have gained that effect by just being around during an arty SCM session...
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