Freelance writer and poet from London; if you would like to read my poetry, please check out my book, 'Poems on the Page', available from goo.gl/Ta4oAX.
A sports day for toffs
Three Trousered Limbo
I say, are you up for an absolutely spiffing time? Well, old chap, if you don't mind putting on a bit of a sweat, then why not enter The Chap Olympiad on the 13th July? It is Britain's most eccentric sporting event, and you are sure to have a cracking time. It is a toff competition, mind you. They are planning a pipeathalon, umbrella jousting, iron board surfing, tug of moustache, and for the ladies, a thrilling bounder hunt; catch the cad, and you get to whack him with your handbag.
Just because we are running around bit does not excuse formal attire, however. I want to see ties, sensible shoes, and don't forget your bowler hat for a smashing game of beach volleybowler.
Tickets are only £20, so come and take part in 'a celebration of athletic ineptitude and immaculate trouser creases'. Set your pocket watch to twelve o'clock, and I hope to see you there, what, what.