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'Kin Joggers

A brisk walk in the park on Sunday morning spoilt by your typical Harrogate type jogger. She's got all the gear on, trainers straight out of the box, not a bead of sweat on her still in full make up face, fuckin immaculate she is. Carrying one of those stupid little water bottles in case she's in danger of dying of exhaustion halfway round. Frankly that is unlikely at the speed she's going, Stephen Hawking could have given her a ten minute start and still lapped her comfortably. So she creeps silently up on us, well she would wouldn't she with the latest Nike Air Max on travelling at barely above a stroll and immediately becomes entangled in me lead. She stops briefly and looks at me Dad with that Harrogate type look, as if he's stood outside the bookies with a whippet, a rolled up copy of the Sun in his back pocket and a can of Special Brew in his hand and says "Christ, can't you keep it on a shorter lead?" It. Me, an it, FFS! To which half a dozen re