This made me smile last week.
It was beautiful weather last Thursday and I decided to walk to the office, it's about 25 minutes and it's good for me when I have the time. I was about 15 minute there when I heard a car horn toot behind me, I ignored it and it went again, I looked round this time and it was my husband who waved just before making a right turn into a side street we never use. Odd. I waved back and carried on to the office.
An hour later P came in and I asked him where on earth he was off to when he made his right turn. Ah, he said, he hadn't really wanted to take that turn, he should have taken the main right turn a couple of hundred yards sooner but he spotted a nice spankable ass walking along the road ahead and wanted too see a bit more then when he got closer he saw it was me and tooted.
'What,' I asked, 'you actually missed your turn to follow a backside along the road?'
Of course, why not,' was all he said. I don't know whether he's joking or not half the time.
'So it could have been any backside and you'd have done the same,' I said initially offended, 'I think that's a bit sick and a bit worrying.'
'Not at all,' said P. 'When the days comes that I no longer appreciate a nice shapely spankable bum on the street that's the time to worry.'
I thought about it. I suppose he could be right. And after all, on this occasion at least, it was my backside.
Ronnie
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