Right so here I am at Cornbury festival. Very posh, in the rolling Oxfordshire countryside.
As before I've been erecting scaffold poles to take flags, but this time in steaming heat and full sun. The only hat I have with me to protect my glistening smooth scalp, an oversight, is a felt fez.
After a few hours work I sit in the shade by my transit and decide to enjoy a hard earned beer. "Drink it slowly chismpw, for the weather is hot and you will lose your head" I tell myself. "Besides you have allowed yourself only 2 beers per evening - enjoy it"
2 minutes later I distractedly put my beer down on the floor of the campervan, by my chair. It topples and spills the beer all over the step, flows into the gully above the sills then drips into and fills both pairs of shoes I have with me for the weekend that were cooling off beneath.
For absolutely c $@K f#$king boll*$ing sake!