Tummy Cuddler

Just returned from my Stretch and Yoga class where I got talking to Windy Posh Boy Piers. Or rather the motor mouthed entrepeneur held me hostage with a barrage of words. Once he starts talking it's difficult to escape. Thankfully today he had a bus to catch so kept it, relatively, short. As I may have mentioned earlier Piers is a celebrated author in the field of digestive health, publishing a true life account of his quest to relieve himself of irritable bowl syndrome. He is regularly jetting off the the States to answer television phone in queries regarding spastic colons, excessive flatulence and loose motions. Over there they adore his English accent and no doubt they will love his latest invention, a revolutionary stomach massager to relax stressed bowels and provide relief. As he told me about it he pulled an ominous looking object from his bag. I thought it was some sort of torture device until I read the garish packaging, it said 'The Tummy Cuddler - give your gut a hug'. Piers is keen for me to join him on a tour of the States and the UK demonstrating 'The Tummy Cuddler' on live television. He told me to think about it and he'd get back to me in the week. Dad thinks its a great opportunity, I'm not so sure...