By: Blonde Two
I do find that being outdoors, particularly in camping situations, can lead to me finding myself in the most unpredictable, and often inexplicable, of situations. This latest one was with my good friend Heather outside a Mountain Bothies Association bothy in the Brecon Beacons. There we both were, in the pitch darkness, crouching by a river, me hanging onto Heather’s bra straps so that she didn’t fall in, she washing a pair of duck breasts!
Go (as they say in the USA) figure!
