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Me and my damned bladder, whatever...
by , October 20th, 2019 at 12:59 PM (848 Views)
One of these days.
It's Sunday morning, or at least it was, twenty seven minutes ago, and, as always, first on my "to do" list is the long walk out of town for my cheap-store shopping . As is the way of things at this time of the week, I usually arose from my slumbers at about nine, roused by a steaming hangover, it's not as though I get drunk even, maybe my having worked a Friday night shift and not going to bed until Saturday night has something to do with it but anyway,Okay, I like a mug, or three, of cider on a Saturday afternoon and it is that that finally sends me to my bed. Whatever.inside my head the bells sure are ringing.
Once I'd washed and got myself dressed I drank mugs of coffee like it's going out of fashion, I really shouldn't do that, I'm always mindful of how much I drink in the week because of how long it takes me to get to work. I try to remember to use the public toilet in town on my way TO the cheap store, sometimes I do, sometimes I don't. Whatever.
This time I remembered but the was a sign on the door that read " CLOSED. Due to blockage." I knew, right there and then, I was going to have a problem. Yes there is a piece of neglected land with brambles, blackthorn bushes etc. but the weather was fine, cold because of a bracing wind, and today was "car boot sale day" that meant people.
Well, anyway, I did the walk, did the shopping, and the more I thought about it the more my bladder complained. By the time I'd left B&M's said bladder was really not happy. I would have to take my chances the waste-ground before I headed for home. There are a couple of small car-parks that are hidden from the main road by tall trees alongside a public footpath that has also been left neglected. In the corner of one of the car-parks I could see couple of old hgv trailers clearly unfit for use and so I got as far away from sight and as close to the back of these trailers as was possible, unzipped, almost peeing as I did so, and emptied my bag. It couldn't have taken more than thirty seconds, if that, but as I stepped out into the car-park, I saw a woman with her young daughter walking along the footpath, probably from the car boot sale. Had they seen me? I doubt it, i hope....not.
One of these days, me and my damned bladder...
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