So there I was, jogging along a frosty country lane mostly frequented by dog walkers on account of the fact that it ends in a footbridge and is largely free of traffic, when I was met by a man in a van, coming towards me. The cheerful agricultural type who was driving stopped his van and asked me how far I'd gone. I shouted cheerily back that I'd only done 2 miles and had 12 more to go. He, by return, asked me if I was cold, because if I was, I could come in his van to warm up. I laughingly declined saying that I was warm enough, and jogged off, thinking how kind these country folk are. The further I ran, though, the more I thought how strange the offer was. Of course, he could've been genuinely concerned for my health. On the other hand, he could have taken a shine to the figure that I cut in my running tights. Thankfully (hopefully) I'll never know.
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Though I do like a man in lycra myself.
Either 1) A kind individual or 2) a future photo fit on crime watch
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D was in the middle of rather a long drive home when he chose to pull into a transport cafe for a coffe and smoke.
He took his coffee outside so that he could have his smoke when another car pulled into the transport cafe.
The driver started chatting to D - asking him what he was doing, D replied that he was just stretching his legs and was proposirtioned by the other chap along the lines of asking him which way he wanted to stretch his legs.
Too visible in a 4x4 and they can jump off a tractor
Did you hear bandjo music ???
http://youtu.be/0yt9R0I3gSk
Just sounds like an ordinary non sinister proposition to me.....