Showing posts with label Cougars. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Cougars. Show all posts

Wednesday, 25 April 2012

No Getting Away From It. Dearie.

Buying two postal orders.

One for 10 Lavender plants.

The other for a jet black corset.

Thank you "My Weekly".

I said THANK YOU MY WEEKLY...!

Monday, 12 April 2010

The Best Laid Plans Of Blogging Babes...

Go awol when:

...the sun shines

...my hairdresser is rushing round to run her ringed fingers through my gamine hair. Keep it short, keep it crisp, emphasise the feminine curves.

...just after breakfast 2 youngish outdoor lads with with big equipment ring my bell to badger me about pruning. Bless. Cougars use their teeth darlings.

...the baking of a simple poppy seed loaf is ditched in favour of a luxurious thick walnutted chocolate cake. Homely sucks sometimes.

...I blow out Radio 4 to re-live the 70's by swinging around the office to Michael and the boys "Let Me Show You". God that's good.

I realize that creating is all that matters.