Anyone from the UK?

We can't even log on to Lit naked in the UK these days 😂
Well, I imagine the dialogue between the two police officers, or more precisely, the male and female police officer, because of our bicycle race went something like this.
Erika: Did you see that?
Horst: I can still see it.
Erika: Look the other way, they're sixteen at most.
Horst: I have to look. It's my duty. And I notice that the redhead is very...
Erika: Don't say it, let's stop this nonsense now.

In Britain it would be more like:
Guy: Do observe the peloton, Daphne. It’s a touch more... anatomical than the local cycling club usually permits, wouldn’t you say?
Daphne: Mmm, quite. It’s remarkably bold. One hasn't seen that much unbridled flesh since the Hunt Ball of ’12. I suspect it’s a protest, or perhaps simply a bout of collective madness.
Guy: Indeed. The Sergeant did mention a noise complaint, but they’re being frightfully polite about it. Scarcely a bell chiming. Does it technically constitute a breach of the peace if the peace is merely being... buffeted by a few dozen bare bottoms?
Daphne: Hardly. Besides, Guy, if we intercept them now, we’ll be bogged down in paperwork until the grouse season. And frankly, the logistics of a search and seizure are—well, there isn't a single pocket between them to hide contraband.
Guy: A devastatingly practical point. Perhaps we simply escort them to the village limits? Safety first, and all that.
Daphne: Quite right. Let’s give them a dignified head start. It’s far too chilly for a pursuit, and I’d hate to see the Inspector’s face if we had to process thirty bicycles and sixty shivering cheeks.

I admit the British Police Force is more funny than ours.
🤭
 
Well, I imagine the dialogue between the two police officers, or more precisely, the male and female police officer, because of our bicycle race went something like this.
Erika: Did you see that?
Horst: I can still see it.
Erika: Look the other way, they're sixteen at most.
Horst: I have to look. It's my duty. And I notice that the redhead is very...
Erika: Don't say it, let's stop this nonsense now.

In Britain it would be more like:
Guy: Do observe the peloton, Daphne. It’s a touch more... anatomical than the local cycling club usually permits, wouldn’t you say?
Daphne: Mmm, quite. It’s remarkably bold. One hasn't seen that much unbridled flesh since the Hunt Ball of ’12. I suspect it’s a protest, or perhaps simply a bout of collective madness.
Guy: Indeed. The Sergeant did mention a noise complaint, but they’re being frightfully polite about it. Scarcely a bell chiming. Does it technically constitute a breach of the peace if the peace is merely being... buffeted by a few dozen bare bottoms?
Daphne: Hardly. Besides, Guy, if we intercept them now, we’ll be bogged down in paperwork until the grouse season. And frankly, the logistics of a search and seizure are—well, there isn't a single pocket between them to hide contraband.
Guy: A devastatingly practical point. Perhaps we simply escort them to the village limits? Safety first, and all that.
Daphne: Quite right. Let’s give them a dignified head start. It’s far too chilly for a pursuit, and I’d hate to see the Inspector’s face if we had to process thirty bicycles and sixty shivering cheeks.

I admit the British Police Force is more funny than ours.
🤭
Fancy a bike ride, Anna? 😝
 
I keep mine simple...

* Grown ups... booze/nice tin of biscuits (never have enough at crimbo time)
* Older Kids 7+... cash in a card (or vbucks voucher or robucks voucher if the play online)
* Young kids... soft toy or lego

Not very inventive but takes the stress out!
I find adults increasingly difficult to buy for. Especially if they’re the type of people who as soon as they see something they want - they buy it.
I’d rather think of places to go with them during the year
 
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