Last one before I go pick Mrs Sandettie up from work
On the beach at Bridlington earlier this year, and I notice a family setting up camp - deck-chairs, packing up, windbreaks etc. The portly patriarch gets out a big umbrella, the sort you get with your garden furniture. He clearly hasn't stopped to consider the wind and as he opens it, the stiff onshore breeze catches the umbrella and it drags him backwards making him sit rather unceremoniously in a deckchair. However, the wind still has it's grip and it pushes the umbrella behind his head, but he wouldn't let go, even when a gust causes him and the chair to tip over onto his back.

In order to get up, he would have to let go ofthe umbrella, but he won't let go, so now he is laid on his back in a deckchair with his arms outstretched behind his head hanging onto the damn thing. All the while shouting at his family to come help him get up, but they were far too helpless to offer any assistance.
( sandettie light vessel automatic New Twitter - @bollocksreally, Thu 17 Dec 2009, 16:53, Reply)