1. I ran into Murray Wiggle at the post office. Or to be more specific outside the post office, as just the two of us stood there trying to communicate through the medium of mime with the man inside that technically it was only 4.58pm.
2. There was no sign of a red skivvy. Even though I knew the Wiggles must wear civilian clothes, I always hoped that they secretly had the skivvy on underneath a la Superman, and that somehow you might just catch a glimpse, or at least a hint of skivvy underneath their civvies.
3. The man inside opened the door and got our packages for us.
4. The Red Wiggle and I had a conversation that didn't revolve around Murray being a Wiggle. I played soccer with his nephew and consequently we had met on a previous occasion when I was on a Scripture Union Beach Mission.
Due to my age I almost missed out on the Wiggles as a pop-culture phenomenon but thankfully I was at babysitting age when the band broke through, so consequently I enjoyed countless hours of Wiggle magic. Also, I often wonder if somewhere out there in the world of cheap rip-offs there is a Wiggles tribute band called "The Jiggles". Which would be intriguing as well as slightly inappropriate.
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