I lived in fear of a Darth Vader-esque school dinner lady who stood me perpetually at the naughty table for refusing to eat mushy peas. An ordeal made worse after I was caught spooning the accursed veg into her wellies. Who, we ask, has wrecked your life?
Thanks to Philly G for the suggestion
(, Thu 29 Apr 2010, 12:01)
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The cyclist who always seems to be on the same stretch of Wandsworth Road with me every morning. I'm a quick cyclist but he's a similar speed and he seems to love overtaking me and then climbing out of his saddle to peddle. Unfortunately he has a 1980s pair of quite threadbare red cycling shorts and it leaves little to the imagination.
Not exactly ruined my life but certainly had an effect on my breakfast most mornings.
(, Thu 29 Apr 2010, 12:59, Reply)
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