Friday, 3 August 2012

Practice

A tip for you. Don't absent-mindedly pass the wife home made sweet chilli from the fridge instead of strawberry jam. One bite of that toast and all hell broke loose. She's not  talking to me at the moment.


Actually, I don't think she can....


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Until a few minutes ago, I was surrounded by a group (flock? gaggle?) Gaggle of ladies swapping various articles of clothing and underwear. I'm quite used to being the invisible bloke in the corner pounding on his keyboard, but blimey, it's a good job I'm an old 'un. Ish.


A wedding tomorrow of someone I've never heard of, and I'm not invited. Hence the ladies all of a flutter (Including mine) doing all that swapping and changing. Lots of  Eeking and Ooking And "Oh my god, what am I going to wear?"  I see a rather large dent in my wallet arriving.


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Oddly, they seemed to have problems undoing bra straps. Very odd. As a right of passage I learned as a very young man to undo them with one hand. All you need to practice is to acquire a bra, and a chair. Place bra over chair back. Or if your're very desperate, a woman. How hard can it be?


Yours, confused, Wheelie :)

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