Not a funny story, but true. I was about 9 i think (long time ago) went for a wee & being in a hurry after pulled the zip up too quick!!! Pain pain pain.....
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Any photos?I still cringe about this but here goes...
Before my daughter arrived my wife and I went skiing in the French alps. We drove down and stopped in Annecy on the way down and promptly got stuck in a bar as you do...
Anyway, our drunken conversation soon turned to my hair which was rapidly greying and my wife suggested I should dye it. I agreed but only one of those temporary dyes that washes out in a few days.
The wife goes to a supermarket and buys the stuff and that night back in the hotel room she put it on my hair. All the instructions were in French so we couldn’t understand them.
Anyway next morning I looked in my mirror and saw a horrific sight. A chap with a deep auburn hair colour was looking back at me.
Not a problem I thought - it will soon wash out.
About 30 washes later it was the same deep colour - it was permanent.
At the end of the holiday and before I was due to go back to work and suffer the ultimate humiliation my wife bought this stuff to take colour out of your hair which she put on my head.
It half worked - it turned my hair ginger which it stayed like for months and months
Happily grey now
Any photos?
Why do I NOT believe that! Surely a member of the legal profession wouldn't tell porkies ....No. Thank God
You broke the 11th commandment 11/Thou shalt not get caught.I was about 12 and got caught scrumping, the cops took me home and with a quizzical look said to my dad “why don’t you give him one of you apples”? Dad owned a greengrocers shop. I got told off for getting caught.
I quickly covered my bits with my hands and swiftly walked back to my cubicle to get dressed.
I heard one old lady say i had made her day
I was 12/13.. My brother's never let me hang about with them, only couple years older than me, we were always told " don't played the old railway" shunters, back then..40 years ago..another day of brother's going off without me...so I followed them.!!! They were playing on the shunters.I ran home...dadddy.!. The boys are playing on the railway... I was thinking HA!! That will teach them leaving me out!.. Mmmm, not quite the ending I planned both brothers got the belt..( Not often may I add), then my dad turned to me.. " come on you next! ..I pleaded no daddy I never played on the railway... " I know he said, but you never Grass on your brothers!.. "....what a day..sore! Then I had to go outside and face 2 very angry brothers, hence why I took up long distance running...lots of practice.
I g off without
Ahhh thanks, I'll take the virtual hug...we love each other to bits now, really lucky to have such a close family, only realise that as you get older.Awwwww I couldn't 'like' that.
You didn't deserve that. You need a group hug from all of us.
Joy there are 2 on Oxford town centre dispensing tea and coffee - or there used to be before the lockdown. Some have been converted into campers but they are really too small. It's a Citroen H van - see https://citroenhvan.eu/Dorwyn Is that your mh in your avatar? Wow if it is. Love it.
Would like to give you a “funny” for that but my eyes are smarting so much at the thought that I can’t see properly.Aged about 16- 17 I had to ask my Mum for “ assistance” when I got something caught in a zip.
Aged about 16- 17 I had to ask my Mum for “ assistance” when I got something caught in a zip.