Text porn?

Had a very bizarre start to the morning today, I was quite happily driving to work - on time for once - when my mobile started ringing. Being a good girl (and not having a blue-toothy-thingy) I ignored it, thinking that whoever it was could call back later. Then my text message alert sounded almost instantly - obviously in demand today - anyway, I had just pulled into the carpark at work so I opened my message to the find the wierdest words ever commited to text ‘I’ve forgotten my shirt’…

Well ok… and just what am I supposed to do about that? No - I wasn’t the victim of some crank ‘texter’ with a penchant for going around semi-naked, it was from darling boyf who had just cycled to work and realised that he had been less than careful packing his schoolbag! The amusing thing is that he was already running late so wouldn’t have time to cycle back home to pick one up till lunchtime! The phonecall to me had been a frantic attempt to catch me before I left so that I could bring one in and spare his modesty - but honestly, that would have been no fun at all!!!!

Bless - the poor darling has had to spend all morning naked from the waste up - except for a rather fetching work fleece - and when he came over at lunch to borrow my car keys to pop home, the only thing redder than his face was the top of his freezing cold chest where the fleece didn’t quite do up to the top! He also seemed strangely averse to me trying to unzip said fleece in the middle of the office to an audience of giggling girlies

Honestly, sometimes its like living with a child, I think I’m going to have to start keeping a change of clothes for him in the car just in case. This even beats the time when he decided that riding through a river on the way to work was a great idea - right up until his rucksack with his work clothes in fell into the muddy water and he had to spend the whole day cuddled up to a radiator trying to get dry…

…Men!