The day that me and Jilly fell over
I haven’t updated lots lately probably because I actually have some sort of a social life and have been revising my saggy ass off. Anyway felt the need to update this funny event. On Friday afternoon I had been convinced to go to the park in the afternoon with Jilly and some others. I had to go to the gym first and finally sort out my money so Jilly agreed to come with me. We went into the gym where I said for like the 4th time the problem with my bank when the guy explained to me that there really wasn’t a problem so I felt a little stupid, after Jilly asked about karate lessons the man then turned to me and was like do you want this post it back. Any normal person would have been like no but under intimidation I stupidly said yes.
Me Jilly began walking to the cake shop and when we got down past the Pinchmill close and the left hand turning Jilly wanted a piggy back which I gave her. The only problem was that my bag was so heavy and annoying. After about a minute I began trotting to make it easier before leaning forward to get better balance and the running. It was going OK until I began running down the hill and my bag got trapped between my legs. I stumbled to the side and luckily made it to the grass. My forward momentum was too much and I fell without any hands to stop me and the weight of Jilly and my bag I went flat out on the floor with my bag pulling my face onto the grass. I did get an amazing view of Jilly going over my head onto the floor. It was so funny and it was all seen by an old lady doing her garden and a man driving by in a truck. We then went to the news agents and me and Jilly are going to buy transfer tattoos to wear on the last day and out that evening.
Me Jilly began walking to the cake shop and when we got down past the Pinchmill close and the left hand turning Jilly wanted a piggy back which I gave her. The only problem was that my bag was so heavy and annoying. After about a minute I began trotting to make it easier before leaning forward to get better balance and the running. It was going OK until I began running down the hill and my bag got trapped between my legs. I stumbled to the side and luckily made it to the grass. My forward momentum was too much and I fell without any hands to stop me and the weight of Jilly and my bag I went flat out on the floor with my bag pulling my face onto the grass. I did get an amazing view of Jilly going over my head onto the floor. It was so funny and it was all seen by an old lady doing her garden and a man driving by in a truck. We then went to the news agents and me and Jilly are going to buy transfer tattoos to wear on the last day and out that evening.