shortly followed by my mind.
My bladder says it needs emptying,
my mind asks if it possible to push blancmange up a hill with a chopstick
My bladder tells my mind it's an idiot
...my mind adding
"it would probably be easier if you used several chopsticks!"
My body chips in...
"shut up you two, I'm not ready and if we move now,
we're all going to end up in a heap on the floor!"
My mind continues,
"and, who was the first person who thought we needed a letter 'P'
at the beginning of the word psychology?"
"I need emptying" shouts my bladder!
"I can't move...!" - my body reminds them
"...and - continues my mind
"why is it...?
Brain hits the mute button - and we head off to the loo - slowly!
