eful) on the beach at Filey. As I was getting on I got my foot stuck between the donkey and the strap that holds the saddle on.
The donkey didn't like this and careered off down the beach dragging me along under it's hooves.
I avoided serious injury but I cried a lot.
The donkey man laughed, My Dad called him a Fat Northern Twat.
I got an ice cream.
I've never really got over it.
Posted By: jafski, Jan 18, 15:51:48
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