Shady
Well-Known Member
i can't believe i'm just about to tell you what happened to me today when i went for a nice little ride.
it's a measure of my affection for you horrible lot and my complete lack of pride in myself!!
so here goes
just me out today as OH wanted to practice being a redneck with his new gun and Mr P's hock is a bit dodgy
lovely day so thought the woods would be nice, singing a Tom Waites song today and feeling at one with nature
but' nature' has a way of calling in the cold doesn't it and when you've gotta go you've gotta go and no amount of buttock clenching is going to work past the age of 45.
Hopped of Shadow and as no one lives here( sigh) dropped my jods in the middle of the track to have a pee.
now this is a tricky thing to get right, don't want to pee on your boots or legs so had assumed the 'racing jockey' position and was perfectly balanced for maximum clearance.
for some reason i always look at the ground when i do this so of course totally missed the man walking towards me and was humming away happily and having a little ' relief ' sigh.
what i didn't know was the man was walking his dog and the damn thing came rushing up behind me and stuck his nose in a place a nose should never go.
i let out the most caveman like yell and catapulted forward into the prehistoric birthing position , jods round my knees and my arse to the sky.
call it what you will, cheeks to the wind , bum high, all i know is that my arse is whiter than the moon and you could probably see it from there .
what's even worse is that i know him, he's with the hunt and sells vegetables in the village on Thursdays , he will tell EVERYBODY, i can never go out again!
they will all say that Beaver have been sighted back near the river again!
oh ,the shame...
Happy New Year every
body!
xx
it's a measure of my affection for you horrible lot and my complete lack of pride in myself!!
so here goes
just me out today as OH wanted to practice being a redneck with his new gun and Mr P's hock is a bit dodgy
lovely day so thought the woods would be nice, singing a Tom Waites song today and feeling at one with nature
but' nature' has a way of calling in the cold doesn't it and when you've gotta go you've gotta go and no amount of buttock clenching is going to work past the age of 45.
Hopped of Shadow and as no one lives here( sigh) dropped my jods in the middle of the track to have a pee.
now this is a tricky thing to get right, don't want to pee on your boots or legs so had assumed the 'racing jockey' position and was perfectly balanced for maximum clearance.
for some reason i always look at the ground when i do this so of course totally missed the man walking towards me and was humming away happily and having a little ' relief ' sigh.
what i didn't know was the man was walking his dog and the damn thing came rushing up behind me and stuck his nose in a place a nose should never go.
i let out the most caveman like yell and catapulted forward into the prehistoric birthing position , jods round my knees and my arse to the sky.
call it what you will, cheeks to the wind , bum high, all i know is that my arse is whiter than the moon and you could probably see it from there .
what's even worse is that i know him, he's with the hunt and sells vegetables in the village on Thursdays , he will tell EVERYBODY, i can never go out again!
they will all say that Beaver have been sighted back near the river again!
oh ,the shame...
Happy New Year every
xx