And the award for the most politically incorrect statement heard today goes to this military workout instructor who was unleashing hell at Greenwich park this morning! I can think of a number of ways to spend a Saturday morning but having the dickens insulted out of me when I am rolling around in mud doing a military crawl is probably not one amongst them.
Or perhaps, I am just being unkind. Perhaps, the man just had an epiphany – a dystopian future where the amount of work a person is required to do is inversely proportional to how far the tip of his head is from ground level. Quite like that idea actually. Provided of course, I don’t land in some Scandinavian country – that probably wouldn’t go down too well.