Splish Splash

Dear O'H dear and Lovely Tea Jenny,

‘It’s not raining,’ I thought, ‘it’s only 10 minutes. I’ll be fine cycling to work in my jeans.’

Cue MASSIVE comedy downpour half way there resulting in jeans which were completely soaked through on the front of my legs, along with a damp patch at my bum which looked like either a sweat patch or that I was not in control of some of my bodily functions*. Pretty much glamour personified.

It took me until lunchtime to dry out. It’s lucky that people don’t have the wet dog smell.

C

*i totally am right