That got your attention didn’t it. Yes, today I ended up a wet, dripping, soggy mess. I was cleaning a shower cubicle in work. Now these cubicles are not big by any means, they are supposed to be double sized, but believe me, I’d hate to see two people try and shower together in one, in fact I’d hate to see two people shower together full stop. So, there I am, nice clean, soft cloth, bottle of glass cleaner, doing my best Karate Kid impression (wax on, wax off), buffing the glass doors. Somehow I knocked the shower control with my arse. Now I don’t have a nice little bum, you know like two boiled eggs in a hanky kind of bum, but deffo not on a Kim Kardashan scale, but big enough to knock the controls and unleash a torrent of water on a Niagara Falls scale. Well that’s what it felt like, when I was trapped in the corner trying to avoid the Niagara-esque torrent all over me. So there I am, not avoiding the shower at all, when I realized I couldn’t open the door unless I move out of the corner, and stand directly under the Niagara torrent, which I did, and in doing so I got soaked, literally down to my underwear. There I was, looking like a reject from the weekly Magaluf Miss Wed T-Shirt competition, only I was sober……I was that wet I had to come home, don’t think work were too impressed, but who wants to work in wet knickers.

I got home, on the bus, everybody probably thought I was a proper Sweaty Betty. No wonder nobody sat by me…….I’ve spent most of the day trying to work out how to customise this blog site, which for somebody like me, a bit of a Luddite, is not the easiest thing to do. I’m getting there, I’ve managed to add a photo, I think I’ve changed the theme, I have no clue what it looks like to you, hope it’s ok.