It's all fun and games until somebody loses an eye
Now, on the subject of that sordid past, is there such a thing as a sordid present?
well, it's my birthday on Saturday....
I love Brazilians me.
Funny what kids do. Me and my mate, Michael, used to sit in his garden and look up at the lady opposite in her bathroom. We were 11/12. We never told a soul, not even our other mates. She must have seen us.
When I was about the same age, I remember getting out of bed in the nip (must've been summer) and pulling up the Venetian blinds I had in lieu of curtains to find Neil the window cleaner looking straight back at me. He stood stock still, which was probably wise, as he was up a ladder at the time. I also stood stock still, which was probably less wise. I'm not sure who moved first.
However we all knew that Neil the window cleaner was shagging Vanessa next-door-but-one's mother, who could be found next to her pampas grass in a bikini from March to October, so I guess I knew I was in no great danger.
Happy Birthday!
Many Happy Returns for yesterday, hope you had a delicious day.
A cove more qualified than me would have a field day with the direction your, always excellent, ramblings have taken.
I shall be watching with interest and no doubt giving a fantasically incorrect diagnosis at some point.
That said, you must be a hell of a gal
'And that's when I was prescribed net curtains... but no curtain rail!'
Ooh yes! Happy belated birthday Miss Beth!
toby - she knew you were there alright.
jo - i misread that as 'in a pampas grass bikini' ... prickley, i thought...
shane & backroads - ?
leanne & timbo - thankyou
walter - i look forward to your diagnosis, fantastically incorrect or not.
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