Tom on... Twit of the Day

I harbour a grudge.  I  Ianded a TWIT award for needing to relieve
myself urgently. Now there was no offer of due and fair process. We
are about to depart from a sight seeing point and I delayed my
esteemed colleagues by the sudden and unforseen need to pee. When I
sought to inform them that this urge had manifested itself due the
sudden onset of rain and the suggestive tones of the pitter patter
upon the road, I was ignored. A similar potential injustice occurred
this very evening. Imagine the scene: we are cycling along US 101 and
come to the Oregon- California border where we pause to take photos.
Maurice volunteers to take some photos and as he gets out his camera I
notice a wad ( a real wad!) of Uncle Sams upon the pavement (American
word for road ). I hand the wad back to Maurice, who concedes this is
a Twitable offence. Imagine my chagrin when I am accused of
malfeasance. In response to a question over dinner ( admittedly
following the odd one or two of medicinal pain killers) as to how much
Maurice had dropped, I suggest the sum was $200. It turns out, per
Maurice, that it was in fact $400. I was accused of being an
incompetent ex-banker and hence due for a TWIT award. (Of course had I
realised that it was $400, I supposed I would have become a less than
honest banker - is there such a being?). More Anon. Tom