Pinch me


Brooklands was a relatively sombre affair, as the weather was quite inclement. As I stood next to the Wellington plane in the hangar in my WAAF uniform, a gentleman passed by and pinched my arm.

‘Ouch,’ I said. ‘What did you do that for?’

‘Oh, I just wanted to check you were real,’ he replied.

I guess I am lucky it was my arm that got pinched.

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~ by angie voluti on August 26, 2011.

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