![]() Ref. my podcast comment I saw my first naked lady on the milk-round, this morning. 04:00 Hrs, bold as you like, pressing clothes at an ironing-board in her front room, lights on and curtains wide open, she gave me a cheery wave. I gallantly saluted her... Nick
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Congratulations!
I hope she was of pleasing appearance
... er but not so pleasing as to cause Mrs Lane jealousy!
Bob
Clearly I have had a bit of
Clearly I have had a bit of a weird week... an imagine popped into my mind of a Benny Hill-esque chase scene, with Nick running down the road complete with clanking milk bottles being chased by a horde of nubile nude ladies...
I think maybe I had better lie down for a while.
Definitely an overheated and fervid brain!
Enjoy your rest
Bob
This was meant to be a comment to Paul's, but on my version of the page it appears to have appended itself to Nick's. Sorry about that.
Confessions Of A Milkman
SHAUN I
It's a tough dirty job, but somebody has to do it, (It's good work if you can get it.)
An ex-Milkman's Lot (Part ##)
Well, that's it...
I can't do no more. Gave it my best shot, I can does no more, as Popeye might have said.
Onwards and upwards, I'm seeking pastures new. (No pun intended, regarding cows, milking and the conversion of grass to milk.)
All I can say is:
"Support your local milkman!"
Nick
*Sigh* 'Twas the naked lady that did for me...........
Don't blame you mate!
How did the job interview go the other day?
Bob
Job Interviews
Thanks for asking, Bob.
Nope, got nowhere with that one. They didn't want a qualified trainer, training trainers to train trainees...
So, I've got another interview this morning - (back to metallurgy and heat-treatment).
N.B. It's 03:00 Hrs as I write this, it's taken me weeks to adjust my sleep patterns, now I have to re-adjust
Nick