And now I REALLY want to read Suzanne’s story. *loves*
And now I REALLY want to read Suzanne’s story. *loves*
Hah - I did exactly the same - by the time I’d walked to my connecting gate it felt like I’d already walked to Frankfurt. Sadly the Air France flight was also abysmal - so bad in fact that I vowed never to use them again. Which is something when it only lasted an hour or so...
My local hospital doesn't label the bathrooms as Men/Women. Nope, it labels them as Male and Female. I sit there, waiting for my appointment and becoming increasingly irate, writing emails in my head complaining that a room cannot have a sex and as a medical establishment THEY SHOULD KNOW THIS. And then they take my…
Oh Johnny. Johnny, Johnny, Johnny.... *shakes head*
I had a roommate who used to sleep all day and shower all night. ALL night - for 6 hours straight. She also tried to wax her bikini line with melted candles (didn't go well), ate left over food from the kitchen bin and, before we put locks on our bedroom doors, would sleep in our beds rather than her own while we…
Aaand it's been taken down...
Amazon could use this for their drone deliveries. To space.
I just bought a vintage tweed men's coat from a market (£10 - bargain). It's a revelation! The pockets are deep, sturdy AND there's a little coin pouch INSIDE one of them. Love.
Beat me to it!
Is it odd that the first thing I thought on seeing that shawl was that it was really lovely. Also too expensive for Catherine Eddowes to possess of course. And so the story is that it "belonged to the killer". This so called solution has so many weak links it barely amounts to anything. No provenance on the shawl.…
I became aware of this work of genius back in the nineties. Yes - BEFORE THE INTERNET. It's just that damned good...
This might have replaced my previous favourite - Latawnya, The Naughty Horse, Learns to Say "No" to Drugs
You do know they've all been barbecued by now?
Like anyone could get up to more than 10mph anywhere in Central London. Pffft.
I found a tin of lentils with a "use by" date of Jan 2001 at the back of kitchen cupboard the other week. Which means I must have packed it when moving house TWICE* since it expired.
God, am so with you. The best part of the day is getting home and whipping that sucker off.
I worked with a Scarlett O'Hara - I kid you not. When she was at university (and in dire need of cash) she agreed to let a newspaper photograph her in GWTW costume with someone they'd found called Rhett Butler. He turned out to be 8 years old (she was 20). Never lived it down.
My mum's an Iris.
Wishful thinking...
YES!