Wednesday, December 5, 2012
December 5. Day 340. My Cup Runneth Over
Sounds about right. Unfortunately if it is true, my upbringing was very bad indeed.
It is possible that I might MIGHT be able to stop myself from laughing should someone else knock over the sauce. It probably would depend on who and where and possibly whether my own cup was full or empty at the time.
But when it comes to not spilling myself, well that's a whole different ball game. I couldn't spill more if I was a political party with disastrous opinion polls.
This is probably why I really like this photo I took this morning at the Aquativity water play park at South Bank.
If just one cup out of a whole bunch were to fall over and spill its contents, it would be the one closest to me. It's a special talent I have, a talent that makes the manufacturers of washing detergent happy and ensures that white clothing and I have an unhappy relationship.
But seriously on days like this, most of us would be happy if the cup did in fact run over.