Went to Chester, and got fitted for my wedding outfit! A very camp salesman organised my clothes and flounced around with very thin lips when I walked in! (I was wearing my green mini welli slip ons!!! which I am sure ruined his day) He asked me what my waist size was and when I said 36, he looked me up and down like John Innman and said very pointedly "36! I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I. DOOOOOON'T THIIIINK SOOOOO" I very almost laughed but did go a shade of crimson when he measured me and proved he was right!! Oh the shame!
The wind is awful today, little George on his lead resembled a small hairy kite, so we all had to walk on the leeward side of the sand dunes. Off to Antiques club with Janet later, which should be fun, I think it's all about Arts and Crafts movement. Well actually it was about the life of William Morris which was generally interesting, however the speaker did concentrate on tapestry and wallpaper design a little too much. The church hall was full of grey hairs (about 40!!!) and the usual ankylosing spondylitis 80 year old lady was fast asleep on the front row!! The information the speaker gave of Morris' Red House at Bexley Heath was facinating and the house (now owned by the National Trust) was quite beautifull.
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