... I remember my first trip to London, seeing signs everywhere ... first at the airport, then in the tube, then on the streets ... saying "There is nothing more dangerous than a wet Zebra"
I had no idea what this is about. So I asked a few people "Excuse me, what does it mean to say 'there is nothing more dangerous than a wet zeeebra....." and no one had a clue.
Finally I asked this question while pointing to one of the signs ... the sign was a billboard and there was a zebra running and it said "there is nothing more dangerous than a wet zebra..." .....
.. And the person I was asking said "Zeeebra? Oh, you mean Zeh Bra... " Then he explained what a zeh-bra was to me.
Apparently, the white paint hey were using back in those days was slippery when wet. Ooops.
Which, if I may, reminds me of my friend Melanie's front hallway. She (though otherwise a brilliant person and an outstanding home improvement person) paved the front hall with a tile not meant to be on floors. Going to Mel's house under even slightly moist conditions involved a moment where you had to skate across this floor and fall down one in five times....
... I remember my first trip to London, seeing signs everywhere ... first at the airport, then in the tube, then on the streets ... saying "There is nothing more dangerous than a wet Zebra"
I had no idea what this is about. So I asked a few people "Excuse me, what does it mean to say 'there is nothing more dangerous than a wet zeeebra....." and no one had a clue.
Finally I asked this question while pointing to one of the signs ... the sign was a billboard and there was a zebra running and it said "there is nothing more dangerous than a wet zebra..." .....
.. And the person I was asking said "Zeeebra? Oh, you mean Zeh Bra... " Then he explained what a zeh-bra was to me.
Apparently, the white paint hey were using back in those days was slippery when wet. Ooops.
Which, if I may, reminds me of my friend Melanie's front hallway. She (though otherwise a brilliant person and an outstanding home improvement person) paved the front hall with a tile not meant to be on floors. Going to Mel's house under even slightly moist conditions involved a moment where you had to skate across this floor and fall down one in five times....
OK, back to the blogging thing....