The camping experience last week was fantastic and despite being rained upon on the first night, being kicked off the double blow up bed by #1 & #2 and being jealous that the Man of the house was looking after #3 at my mums (he is allergic to grass!) - it was a great weekend of catching up.
Back to the post in hand.......I took the opportunity to walk to Bryn Bach Park during my brief lunch break earlier this week in order to savour the sunshine that is so happily being bestowed upon us. It never ceases to amaze me how a few rays of sunshine bring out all manner of attire.....not least the "Pork Chop Tops".
This is a reference given by a dear friend which refers to particularly the female species, who appear to forget to wear suncream, appear to forget how to wear an appropriate top and instead view their criss-cross sun-burnt skin for all to see (including the SUN - again) so that the skin resembles a pork joint, tied with string and about to go in to the oven. WE ALL KNOW THIS LOOK....and perhaps have been pained to experience it ourselves but really - slap on the cream!
I had decided to venture to the ice-cream freezer in the cafe on-site and re-acquainted myself with the joy of a Nobbly Bobbly which I was thoroughly enjoying whilst walking back towards work, when I became aware of a growing panting noise getting louder and louder behind me on the footpath.
I nearly lost the last bit of my Bobbly when a T-shirt-less young man, wearing insanely short running briefs (the awful polyester ones that cling to EVERYHING), shot past me whilst screaming loudly at himself (his headphones were on so loud I could hear the backing vocals) "C'Mon, C'Mon - you can DO THIS , GO GO GO....."
It would appear that wonders in Blaenau Gwent never cease......perhaps the Olympics really have arrived early.
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