I had a meeting scheduled with the PM, head tester and network guru , yesterday afternoon. I was walking through Hale at lunchtime eating my chips and curry, making sure I leaned forward every time I took a gobfull, then I looked down.
Oops, a great big blob of curry sauce, all down my left t1t. Aargh , what to do ? Only 30 mins to the meeting. So I trawled the high st and the only mens clothes shop was Rohan, which doesnt seem to cater for the , er, larger gentleman.
If the riders of Rohan were that skinny I am suprised they ever beat the orcs, never mind the cave trolls, fking Gollum would need a bigger outfit. Anyway I had to buy a £55 blue shirt, which to be honest is top quality, and a good fit.
The moral of the story ? avoid meetings whenever possible
Oops, a great big blob of curry sauce, all down my left t1t. Aargh , what to do ? Only 30 mins to the meeting. So I trawled the high st and the only mens clothes shop was Rohan, which doesnt seem to cater for the , er, larger gentleman.
If the riders of Rohan were that skinny I am suprised they ever beat the orcs, never mind the cave trolls, fking Gollum would need a bigger outfit. Anyway I had to buy a £55 blue shirt, which to be honest is top quality, and a good fit.
The moral of the story ? avoid meetings whenever possible
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