On 24-9-2014 16:39, Stephen wrote:
>> Oh right! Did I tell you about the day I thought I stepped on a sand
>> hump, which proved to be cow dung?  :-D
>>
>
> No but it reminds me of the urban myth we had when I was a child.
> It was a bit like knocking the door and running away. The twist was that
> you put some dog droppings in a paper bag outside someone's door, set
> fire to it, knock the door and run away.
> The idea was that the householder would come to the door in his slippers
> see the fire and stamp on it to put the flames out.
> For certain age groups that was very funny.
> My next door neighbour's granddaughter has not heard about the paper bag
> thing.
> Cheeky little beasom. ;-)
>

LOL

Schadenfreude indeed when it happens. I was on fieldwork with a 
colleague and we had to cross a barbed wire fence. I thought that sand 
hump on the other side very convenient to put my foot on and help me 
over. The season was dry and sand had been blown over a dung heap put 
there by the farmer. My colleague was literally rolling over the ground 
laughing seeing me soiled up to my knee. My own laugh was rather 
sheepish... :-)

Thomas

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