Sunny duh

Hotlegs

“If nothing else,” finger-wagged our trek leader, Mark, “Remember to put on plenty of sun cream.  There’s a dirty great hole in the ozone layer right above us.  And you’re two miles closer to the sun out here than back home.”

So on the first day out, I duly slapped factor 50+ on my face, neck, ears and arms…but forgot my legs (you know, those things you trek with?)

Earning me the not entirely undeserved epithet, Hotlegs.

If I had a Peruvian Nuevo Sol for every well-meaning but irritating git who asked me if I knew my legs were burnt, I’d be solvent.

Geddit?

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One Response to Sunny duh

  1. Justine (Rambo!) says:

    Yep!!
    “Hot Legs, wearing me out
    Hot legs, you can scream and shout
    Hot Legs, are you still in school?
    I love ya honey!!”

    Ah, yes, it’s all coming back to me now!!
    From
    your official nick-namer
    J

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