Bring On Summer!

[Hou]

Was having a rubbish day at work so thought I would nip home at lunch and get the MR2!

Left Mels eygo there, roof out the 2, went for a blast then back to work!!!!!

Feel far better now

[KPARRIS-JONES]

That always helps!

I love being able to work on the motor outside in the gorgeous weather. I had my first day like that on tuesday, a light breeze, plenty of sun with no glare but enough to light up the awkward parts of then engine bay! :D

Makes you feel good to be alive.

[Raistlin]

I'm sitting in the garden now sipping a cold beer, it's almost too good to work

[KPARRIS-JONES]

I'm sitting in the garden now sipping a cold beer, it's almost too good to work

Nice one. I am low on Speckled Hen so have to ration supplies...

I have to work all day every day over these holidays which is just depressing. I have two days booked off next week, one of them is seeing the GF and then going to my cousins house for an all nighter, and the next is to get the engine started. :D

[Phoenix999]

Was having a rubbish day at work so thought I would nip home at lunch and get the MR2!

Left Mels eygo there, roof out the 2, went for a blast then back to work!!!!!

Feel far better now

I do like people who have their priorities set correctly

[Bizarra]

1st posted by Bibbs approximately 4 years ago I reposted it this time last year, & am now reposting Coz it is that time of year again

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Ah, Tit Monday. It's not that far off now, that glorious day when, heading

into work on the bus, or walking to the Tube, or sitting on the train, you

find yourself suddenly chirpier than you have been in months. You find

yourself smiling at strangers again. There is a mild involuntary tumescence

in your trousers that comes and goes throughout the morning with the

comforting regularity of a heartbeat.

And then you get a text around lunchtime from a mate which says: "At last,

Tit Monday!" And you instantly understand why you are so happy. For Tit

Monday is that special day in the year when, for the first time, the

temperature rises above that magical point which causes girls getting

dressed in the morning to decide to show a bit of skin.

After months of dull colours and chunky knit, the world's birds suddenly

dive into last summer's wardrobe (they've not had chance to buy this

season's stuff) and chuck it on without a thought. Your urban landscape is

suddenly lightened with acres of naked arm and leg and, after many dark

months of burrowing, breasts rising to the surface like moles at dusk.

Big breasts in white work shirts straining at the buttons. Small breasts

braless in vest tops, the nipples frotted by ribby fabrics. Breasts in

summer dresses bouncing in the distance so that they catch your eye before

you even notice there is someone wearing them. Breasts nudging out from the

crowd at traffic islands, quivering to cross the road...

And you know it is nearly summer. For previous generations, the arrival of

spring was heralded by the sound of the first cuckoo. For us, it is Tit

Monday.

Not that it always falls on a Monday. Like Easter, Tit Monday is a moveable

feast. Last year it fell on a Friday. Friday 29 April, to be precise, when

temperatures maxed out at 22.1C after nothing much above 16C all year. It

last fell on a Monday in 2004, when temperatures leapt to 22C on 24 April.

And then, of course, there is Tit Monday Night. You see, in early summer,

temperatures drop off very dramatically when night falls (Tit Friday 2005

dropped away to a parky 11.8C). But the dollies are not prepared. Slightly

stunned by the morning heat, they drag out the summer clothes but forget to

bring a cardie (a mistake they will not make again until next year), so

that when they're all standing outside All Bar One after work celebrating

the arrival of spring, their barely covered nipples have no protection from

the cold. It's like a Bring-and-Buy sale where everyone has brought hat

pegs. It's like a prog-rock gig where, instead of lighters, everyone is

holding up nipples.

So when will Tit Monday fall this year? Will you be the first to text your

mates with the announcement? Do not shoot your bolt too early. There will

be false starts. You will smell fresh cut grass and see a couple of early

starters and feel compelled to declare Tit Monday. But your more

level-headed friends will tell you to hold your horses, keep your powder

dry, don't fire until you see the whites of their bra straps As the poet

said: one bold Northern slapper in a bikini doth not a summer make.

[Devil-ish]

:censor: as a female I object to this post!

BUT

...............its sooooooooooooo true - erk

[KPARRIS-JONES]

ah, trust me to get a gf before this wondrous event. It just so happens that she arrives back from france on Monday too...

[Raistlin]

Just love to see Biz "spring into action, a legend in his own lunchtime"