
God is it me, or do other people have a fight with their summo wrestling sleeping bags.
Blimey I reckon, I have had many a one sided scuffle over stufifng one of those back into their under sized bags. And boy, is it made difficult when the sun is beating down, with the sledgehammer embedded into ones head after an encounter with copious amounts of alcohol

from the nigth before.
Which brings me onto the next point. Once the shitty sleepoing bag is wrestled into the bag, and its a fine line as to who has actually won, as when you get it out the other end, the bloody thing has tried to get back out, and is squeezing its way back out......scarry stuff, reckon a good horror could come about from sleeping bag tales. I mean if its gets out entirely,,,,,then what
I have rolled around, and punched my SB so many times, and always out of breath and exhausted after a cuddle with it.
After all that physical exhaustion, then its only the g\right thing to stop at a cafe and have a nice cup of tea, which brings me onto the last point.
WHY HAS NOBODY INVENTED A TEA POT THAT ACTUALLY POURS A CUP OF TEA INTO THE TEACUP WHITHOUT SHEDDING ITS LOAD ALL OVER THE FRIGGIN TABLE.
Anyway, thats my thoughts of the day, but this is the chick who wonders what those tiny birds that sprout feathers are arguing about when they are having a scuffle.....................
Well thats about it, coi for now.

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