HeeHee.. oh, such a funny (haha, not peculiar) thing.. remember ME saying that it is very chilly-billy here in deepest Knightsbridge, well, SHE had to go out for a while.. and although SHE had a proper coat on and a scarf over HER head.. when it was time to come back, SHE shot back down those stairs as if ole Nick himself was after HER!
And went immediately, SHE could not have got there any sooner, to a cupboard and pulled out a very hairy monster.. with a quick slick of a hairbrush, SHE tidied it up and slipped it on.. yes folks.. a wig!
It actually suits HER tremendously well.. SHE looks to be about in about HER mid twenties and it is exactly how SHE wore HER hair when SHE was very young.. YOU want to know how WE know this? Because it was the very much beloved aunt Hay who gave the wig to HER and showed HER a photo taken in 1962 of HER with short bobbed hair.. and, in those days, it was not platinum but a deep russety brown, exactly the same as the wig.
It will cause general hysteria at tonights supper party.. does SHE care? Not one jot! Anything to be warmer.. I haven't been brave enough to venture up there yet, mind YOU.. it probably won't be worn to bed, well, I hope not.
Granny-Jo has sent an email saying she likes the sound of Radicchio.. yes Granny-Jo, SHE will pick leaves and do them exactly as you wrote.. with Olive Oil and crunchy Salt.. very scrummydumptious indeed and VERY good for the digestion.
And Pegeen has said complimentary things about HER gardening.. how very pleasant some folk are.
Goodness ME, it is nearly 4.30pm already! SHE better get a wiggle on and get a'going.. has to get money for tonights supper from a hole in the wall and then take a bus down the Fulham Road in order to meet up with the others..
ME, I am a'staying here.. for it is FAR too cold for a small person like ME out there.. brrrr. I get to sit on top of comfy bedroom door and think of warmer times.. I wish they would come sooner rather than when the weather man is talking about, he said that norty old chilly-billy is here for another week.. eek!
Meanwhile MY poor old bat has to go out and do life outside.. lucky ME, is what I say.
GeeGee Parrot.
February 21st, 2013.
And went immediately, SHE could not have got there any sooner, to a cupboard and pulled out a very hairy monster.. with a quick slick of a hairbrush, SHE tidied it up and slipped it on.. yes folks.. a wig!
It actually suits HER tremendously well.. SHE looks to be about in about HER mid twenties and it is exactly how SHE wore HER hair when SHE was very young.. YOU want to know how WE know this? Because it was the very much beloved aunt Hay who gave the wig to HER and showed HER a photo taken in 1962 of HER with short bobbed hair.. and, in those days, it was not platinum but a deep russety brown, exactly the same as the wig.
It will cause general hysteria at tonights supper party.. does SHE care? Not one jot! Anything to be warmer.. I haven't been brave enough to venture up there yet, mind YOU.. it probably won't be worn to bed, well, I hope not.
Granny-Jo has sent an email saying she likes the sound of Radicchio.. yes Granny-Jo, SHE will pick leaves and do them exactly as you wrote.. with Olive Oil and crunchy Salt.. very scrummydumptious indeed and VERY good for the digestion.
And Pegeen has said complimentary things about HER gardening.. how very pleasant some folk are.
Goodness ME, it is nearly 4.30pm already! SHE better get a wiggle on and get a'going.. has to get money for tonights supper from a hole in the wall and then take a bus down the Fulham Road in order to meet up with the others..
ME, I am a'staying here.. for it is FAR too cold for a small person like ME out there.. brrrr. I get to sit on top of comfy bedroom door and think of warmer times.. I wish they would come sooner rather than when the weather man is talking about, he said that norty old chilly-billy is here for another week.. eek!
Meanwhile MY poor old bat has to go out and do life outside.. lucky ME, is what I say.
GeeGee Parrot.
February 21st, 2013.
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