Every treader is an adventure. On todays pootle I felt the sudden need for fuel in the form of oice cream. Managed to find a shop eventually but only packs of three ice creams. ..what can ya do.
So I left shop and treadered out of town for a sit doon on a bench and some oice cream. I passed a blind couple (on foot I should add) on the way ooot and then they repassed me as I sat eating ice cream. I asked em if they would do us a flavour and scoff an oice cream each wid me to stop em meltin in me pocket...so I sat on a bench in the middle of two blind peeps and their harnessed/fluorescent dawgs, all three of us wearin shades and scoffin oice cream and nattering aboot all sorts of jibber jabber, Part of the deal was that if they helped me ooot with the oice cream oi would help them ooot with the dawg turd they had been carrying for several miles...so after our jibber jabber off oi treadered with a turd swingin from me handlebars.....chucklin to me'sen loike a madman,