are aching. This is not through over zealous activity on the exercise bike or any other form of exercise usually associated with thigh muscles. No, it is because my shower head has broken. More accurately the thing that controls the height of the shower head has decided to give up behaving and taken on a mind of its own.
It started off swinging to one side when I was trying to rinse the shampoo out of my hair, meaning I had to follow its watery path like a demented person, scuttling about the shower cubicle. Not content with spraying to the left it decided to slide down to just above my waist; cue a ten minute struggle. Me vs shower head. The shower head won. I had to rinse the conditioner out of my hair in a half squatting position. On the plus side my thighs are marginally firmer than they were pre shower. Every cloud and that.
Oh and yes, I do realise this is my second post of the day and all I have written about is coach trip and a broken shower. However as it is only day one I doubt I have very many readers ie. none, so I'm not too worried.
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