Last night, doing my regular beauty regime i.e. rubbing Oil of Ulay in my face, I must have been a little over-enthusiastic as I jabbed my finger up my nose making it bleed.
This morning it was still dribbling if I blew my nose too energetically so I was a bit worried that it might start leaking when I was speaking. We arranged that if Tamsin spotted it she would subtly signal to me.
The talk went fine. I say that; what I mean is I got to the end without losing the plot or dripping blood.
Yesterday while out with the grandchildren I asked GrandDaughter1 what I should wear to do a talk in a church. Unhesitatingly she said, 'Your nice dress. Not the red one, the white and blue one. And wear your Chanel perfume. And put on mascara - but only on your top lashes not the bottom. And don't put it on too thick this time.'
I did as she suggested. I got Husband to take a photo of me so I could show her. George decided to get in on the act.
5 comments:
You look lovely. Wise granddaughter.
Fresh, breezy, and totally appropriate, Liz. Wise woman who listens to younger advisor.
GrandDaughter1 is a true fashionista!
Well done granddaughter, you look lovely. I like your dress.
Ditto Granddaughter- excellent taste.
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