Alfie Porsche had a closer than recommended encounter with a lamp-post today. It's not really bad, hardly noticeable in fact. It might even wash off ...
The question is: are England playing rugby this weekend and, if so, are they likely to win? The answers may determine when I tell Husband about the teeny tiny mark on his pride and joy.
It's the fault of the Germans really. They shouldn't have built such a wide car. Yes, that's it; it's not my fault at all.
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Will I ever learn?
I often ask myself this question making me suspect that the answer is 'no'.
In this instance it's perfume. I was waiting in the chemists for a prescription and they had lots of new perfumes on sale, and, of course, each had a tester. I wasn't tempted by Kylie or Celine but then sniffed a couple that seemed fresh and flowery. I squirted one on my left hand and one on my right.
Within three minutes I had realised my mistake. All the good perfumes were invented a long time ago.
But why is it that when I spray - cover - myself in perfume that I love and want to smell of, the scent disappears before I've left the house, while a sample that I rapidly loathe stays with me for hours in spite of numerous washings?
3 comments:
I think that's a great idea - blame the Germans!
Perfume can be a pain, can't it? Loads of the ones I really like don't last 5 minutes on me. After many years' agonising over it, I've now found one that does and wear it all the time, which must be boring for people!
because all the horrible cheap perfumes are made of glue...
Was it L'air du Pong, perhaps?
Made from diluted red wine "Chateau Plonkers' "?
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