WHY ARE MEN SO PIGGING AWKWARD?!
My M suggested we go to Hay-On-Wye, Wales for the day & I excitedly squeaked 'BOOKS!' As it's a bibliophiles heaven up there so we drive about 50 miles from here to there & we spent the day merrily trotting around buying as many books as we could afford in any subjects that interest us!
We eventually ended up at the huge Hay Castle bookshop & there's these huge concrete steps that go on forever & they are all jiggery & rock hard & as I'm only 5'1 & physically disabled I had difficulty in getting up there. I looked tiny on these giant steps & tried to hang on to the rail but it was hanging with cobwebs....ugh! It was like climbing the Beanstalk!
M waited for me at the top & eventually I got on the top & he said 'Hurry up you silly cow, I aint got all day!' I gasped for air wheezily & growled 'Do you HAVE to breath?!'
Time to get down to the bottom once we finished in the shop which was was just as awkward & half way down I put my foot wrongly, flatly & heavily, resulting in me almost flying & cramp in my legs & feet for several hours afterwards!
Got down to the bottom step & M said 'There's a ramp around the corner!'
I snarled through gritted teeth 'Why did you not tell me BEFORE I conquered those demonic steps?!' Then flung myself off the final step & landed on top of him!
Went to the St Richards Charity shop for some more books & he asked 'Do you like Julie Walters?!' I squealed ' I WORSHIP Julie Walters! And Meryl Streep and Glen Close and Sharon Gless!' He handed me Julie's autobiography! OK, I forgive him his playful sins earlier!
But we had a good day in spite of M's loopiness & I got him when we got home! I had him begging forgiveness!