Thursday, March 17, 2011

Strange Sighting In Finchley...

Last week, I walked to the tube behind a rather dapper young(ish) man, carrying a rolled up umbrella in one hand, and what was apparently a dirty tea-towel in the other. I thought about it all that day. I even posted it to Facebook on an ask the audience basis, to find out what the hive brain thought. And I *still* don't know.

Do you?

1 comment:

Quill said...

Clearly a hoopy frood! He knew where his towel was.