Here’s the first of my “Olypmics” pieces. I’ve done four in all - some have been found already, and some haven’t. I’ll be revealing them all here on Tumblr.
The Olympics is a bit of an odd one isn’t it? I was rubbish at sports as a lad, always picked last for the teams. One time I forgot my PE kit and Mr. Sandy made me play in my tight white y-fronts.
Everyone laughed and called me pantsman, although the joke was on them a couple of years later when he got done for some kind of incident that happened when he was still a Scoutmaster. Bit of an odd bloke that one.