Wednesday, 27 November 2013

Courting a Clouting.

I saw some wheelie bin stickers really cheap in a shop recently, so on an uncharacteristic whim I decided to get the flower ones and give my bin the hippie treatment.

It was quite fun putting them on; I suppose it reminded me of less turbulent times as a 5-year-old in nursery school. But when I took it down to the lane this morning for emptying, I had second thoughts. Frankly, it looks a bit silly. I imagine pairs of mothers passing on the way to school, sniggering and nudging one another:

‘Would you say that’s yet another reason to chase him to the top of a burning mill with pitchforks?’

I suppose I could always take them off, but I’m not sure I don’t relish the prospect of adventure.

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