SNOW - Part I and II
Part I - Living in a student village in Yorkshire, I decided to take it upon myself to take some scenic pictures of the crisp, deep snow which had fallen over a couple of winter days. Armed with gloves, hat and camera I ventured out into the white paradise.

Everything was fine, I took a few shots and decided I needed to take a step back to get a better angle. Everything then went wrong.

All i remember was cold, tumbling hell.
Maybe If you'd have been watching from afar, you'd have seen my gangly self, slipping backwards down a hidden embankment in what can only be described as a panicking windmill of limbs, a girly scream and then nothing but a protruding leg sticking out from a ditch and then stillness for a few seconds...

Part II


Not much to say here, besides it was just after the snow had thawed and everywhere was muddy, soggy, sloshy. Having recovered from my previous ineptitude a few days earlier, a few pints were in order...

Picture yours truly, swaggering back from the bar hours later in the dark, mildly inebriated and not paying much attention as i'm texting on my phone...

Then immediately slipping literally yards from my door, this time thought there was no reflex windmill action, nor a girly scream, just a full on instant freezing mud bath.

To the best of my knowledge nobody saw these moments of buffoonery and only you guys know...
(mr-lizard Hell's teeth man!, Thu 27 Jan 2011, 23:33, Reply)