It behove me, yesterday, having given the scullery maid the day off, to venture forth and purchase certain comestables.
To this end I sallied forthand went 'Up Shirley'.I feel it necessary to inform my reader/s that Shirley is a part of the throbbing metropolis that is Southampton. Shirley road being the way to Shirley (no really), is a long straight road in the Roman fashion and leads basically from nowhere to nowhere via a small shopping precinct.
Taking the air and looking around at the traders/ purchasers and beggars with scabby dogs I became aware of three young buggy pushing mothers moving down the street three abreast in much the same way as a Roman phalanx, other pedestrians (including myself) having to step into the road so that the fully warpainted trio could proceed unhindered.
Having purchased various items from messers J Sainsbury ( where do you get Lampreys nowadays?) I retraced my steps and noticed that the three slappers were doing the same, such that we would again meet.
I waited until they were only a couple of yards away and then put my bright orange carrier in the middle of the pavement and knelt down to re-tie my shoelace. This caused much consternation among the phalanx but buggies,slappers et all managed to circumvent yours truely eventualy.
It took most of the rest of the day to get rid of the smirk on my face. Indeed I not only smirked, I also chuckled and guffawed. The reaason for this being that the shoes that I 'tied' earlier were in fact slip-ons. See below for one of the actual shoes.
Dennypoos..........sometimes bested, NEVER beaten.
2008-05-09 @ 18:13