Monday, 17 March 2014

Trundling About.

The man who attempted to nonchalantly push a trundle wheel past my kitchen window today didn’t quite possess the chutzpah to pull it off.

He tried his best to be casual, like he’d barely noticed he was pushing it himself. I think he may have been whistling. He even used it one-handed, but still I wasn’t convinced.

Perhaps it was just the context that made it seem unusual. You don’t see many trundle wheels about. I thought they were only used to measure the circumference of a school playground.

Maybe tomorrow I’ll spot someone dowsing for water.

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