Pole Bouncing

As we were sat in Veggie World last night, we discussed a wide range of topics from what I am up to at Uni at the moment, what my sister is up to with her Cooking Van, but my favourite topic of conversation was about a certain young gentleman and a bus shelter....

This poor guy, hoody up, trying to be uber cool, was walking towards our family friend paying no attention whatsoever and of course, walked straight into the bus shelter. We all thought this mighty funny and moved on with our choice of conversations.

Minutes later outside the restaurant, I was talking to our family friend who decided to sit in our car. Now, those of you that may know me will know I am the sort of person to make everything dramatic, so in typical Charlie form, I flamboyantly flounced off giving said friend a bit of the old evil stare. In the process of giving evils, and walking away, I discovered an object in my path....too late.

A pole.

A very real, very solid pole.

Not only did I bump into this pole, my whole body wrapped itself around it, and promptly ricocheted away from it leaving a Charlie shaped mark and a damn big bump on my head. Having spun around with a look of pure shock on my face, my eyes streaming from the shock of the hit and my knee starting to feel the pressure too, I realise my entire family and our 2 friends have creased up and are crying with laughter. I then see a mental image of me bouncing into this pole over and over again and I start to laugh also....hysterically. I didn't stop giggling the entire 30 minute drive home. Eventful night my friends, and only me 'ey? Only me....