Arse Cheeks on The Llanasa Road

crocs, pink socks, trackie bottoms and rain ....a real fashion statement

Everyday, Mary and I do a two mile powerwalk.
We return to the village on the upper Llanasa Road, which bordered by high slightly overgrown hedges.
It's common to be faced with the odd farm tractor but most of the traffic is confined to the odd car or large horsey 4 x 4.
One regular large jeep I meet, is one driven by a childhood friend Sue, who grazes her horses on the side of Gop hill , and often we will stop and chat at the side of the road.
In fact we met yesterday and caught up with local gossip.
Today I saw her again , right at the top of the hill, so anticipating a quick chat, I picked Mary up under one arm and took a small step out to meet her.
Only it wasn't Sue, as it turned out it was a rather rough looking woman with bad teeth who was driving a little too fast.
The woman swerved slightly as I stood there then stopped her car a few feet away. She looked angry
" I fucking almost hit you!" She bellowed " What were you doing?!"
" I thought you were someone else" I explained and was just about to apologise for standing a little too far into the road  when the woman shouted " Jesus ! " and Gunned her jeep to continue her journey up the hill.
I hope she was looking in her rear view mirrow, for on impulse I pulled down the left side of my tracksuit bottoms and flashed a large white arse cheek at her!