Grin. Yes chappue - I rolled in front of someone who was walking past, and just lay there, giggling like a lunatic. I'm not sure where I was, but I think it happened somewhere up by the cathederal - or at the bottom of. People were just stepping round me, and I had to be rescued by friends (who were in prety much the same state). Don't remember too much more about it, but it all seemed to be a great day out!
Thanks for that, tasty. Was the caravan nice? Your own or a static? I'm asking 'cos I wouldn't mind a holiday in York, and had not thought about a caravan break.
Icey, was it the big mound in the middle of a square of raods, just near the museum? I stayed in a hotel in a bedroom looking out onto the hill, and I'm sure there was some crazy girl rolling down the hill sideways and shrieking wildly.
Was it you? And where had you left all your clothes?
I think you were there Jayne, by the sound of it, although as far as I recall, the roll down the hill was in silence. It all happened so quickly. One minute my feet were on terra firma, and the next they'd parted company. I'm not sure whether it happened by the museum of not - but I went in that, so possibly!!
Left my clothes? Oh no...not again!!! Streaking used to be another habit of mine... ; )