Last Thursday, I met a few fellow geeks at a pub near Kings Cross for beers. I only had two, but it was enough to send me to the train in a merry state. When I arrived home, the bloke helped this along by pouring me a large glass of sherry. I then packed my rucksack for our walking weekend in the Peak District.
Here is what I discovered I had flung into my bag on arrival at the hostel.
- 2 pairs trousers
- 2 pairs socks
- 2 sports bras
- 1 fleece
- 1 mostly empty washkit
You will notice a few key items are missing. These include:
- Thermal tops (or indeed, any tops at all)
- And most importantly, underpants
As a result, I have now hiked a section of the Pennine Way in the style of a commando.
You will be happy to know that today, I am wearing pants, and it feels a little strange.