Since my spot of tarmac surfing on 17/10/08 I haven’t had a shower, due to the prescence of multiple wounds on my right leg and chest - as well as my stump, so I’ve had to rely on my good wife Wendy to assist me by washing my hair with a jug of water over the side of the bath, and a careful wash with a wet flannel…
Well, today I had a shower! Best feeling in the world, I never thought a simple thing like that would bring so much pleasure! I still needed help to wash under my stump, but it was one step closer to independence!
Jetstream (23/12/2008) Well done John - mind you, we did wonder what that odd whiff was at the partyThat wasn’t an “odd whiff” that was the smell of honest toil, the odour of the working classes
Besides I had Wendy sniff my armpits prior to leaving to make sure I wasn’t humming
:w00t: :w00t: her that was indoors wouldnt even sniff a fart… get pally with my pits!!! YOUR JOKING