Good morning Tash Appreciators,
I apologise in advance for this weeks relatively short TF. Unfortunately, firing out this nonsense every week does not pay enough to allow the giving up of the day job or the employing of someone to cook and clean (if I’m honest, it doesn’t pay anything). Actually, the reason for my lack of time this week is that I need to wash and iron a Tash t-shirt for a dress-down-day at work tomorrow.
I should also apologise to those of you who complained about the lack of a TF last week. The rule is that if I’m not in work, TF gets skipped too. I was in fact out and about in what felt like conditions like these:
Thanks to Mission Cycling; everyone’s got to have a dream.
This week’s TF is just a brief update to alert you to the creeping influence of the Tash around the world. It’s been very apparent this week.
In the west end of Glasgow, a (very nice) cycling-themed cafe is using the fact that their staff sport Tashes as part of their advertising campaigns:
If big Johnny David’s reaction is anything to go by, it’s having the desired effect.
Our US correspondent has also dispatched a report pointing out that the sexiest man alive (at least according to People Magazine in 2006); and the nicest man on the planet (see Forest Gump, Apollo 13, The Green Mile etc) have been spotted rocking Tashes this week. They are, of course, George Clooney and Tom Hanks:
Anyway, my t-shirt is almost dry. Now comes the hard part: ironing. I will need to concentrate so I shall sign off by wishing you all yet another fantastic weekend!