mud on his leg

So yesterday, with all my nonsense getting my car fixed, DH calls me and says, "where are you? I can just ride over to where you are, i'm getting off work now"
I was about 2.5 miles from his office. Right after I hung up the phone, they were done with my car though, so I called him back.

after a few rings, he answered
(Expletive!)
hello?
(expletive!) (sounds of phone being juggled)
I explained that i was on my way home now that he need not meet me at the mechanic's place. He sounded a little flustered, but i figured he'd dropped his phone and that was why.

About 2 hours later, I noticed that the back of his calf was completely covered in mud (kind of like a chocolate dipped icecream!) and i said, "DH, did you FALL when I called you earlier?" he looked sheepish and said "how did you know?"
lol. He wasn't going to tell me.
we chipped the mud off his leg. A few hours later, as he was getting in bed and thanked me for noticing before bedtime. EWWWW

How could he not notice mud caked on the skin of his leg? :confused: :eek: :confused: I'm with you Mimi, Ewwww! Take that boy outside and hose him down.

And is the bike OK? Does it need a bath too?

it was on the back of his leg. I don't know, he's a guy!

the bike is fine. scraped his front brake lever a bit.

Can imagine Raleighdon, cursing and mumbling into the phone during his road fall. :p