Dressing up to go out

20 Jul 2005

Got a bit of a fright last night.....
I was on the A30 near Heathrow. The car in front was an old Sierra, four-up, all of the inmates had luxurious, flowing hair and I was sure I could see some exotic cloth, too. One even had a headband. Aha, I thought, hippy chicks, bound to be some barely restrained bosom puddings on display. Worth a leer.
So...at the next set of lights, I drew up alongside and peered across. Looking back at me, stonefaced, were four elderly men wigged up and dressed as American Indians.
The lights changed and I stalled the car.....
I must stop sniffing this Mr Sheen stuff.