The woman who was 70-years-old, if she was a day...
You see, I go to an OAP pilates class. It's the only one I can make in the day. I am the youngest. And the least supple, ironically. But it would now seem, not only am I the youngest (by at least 30 years) and the least supple, but I am also the
While the woman in front of me was bending and stretching, her miniscule VPL began to trouble me. It was putting me off my chill time. She had one of those old lady hair styles, you know, like a brassy, blondey grey colour which she'd obviously put rollers in over night. Other than her kecks, she was like your gran, bless her.
I didn't want to think about pensioner pants. They had a saucy lacy look (I KNOW!!! I shouldn't have looked further but I was in shock). It's made me rethink about wearing my apple catchers. Perhaps women are changing and the older ones are having all the fun now. The older we get, the foxier we feel? The younger we are, the more we crochet and drink tea? Who knows. But all I know is that for the whole hour, all I was thinking about was the granny g-string and it wasn't ideal.
On my way to pilates, my fave charity shop was shut, oddly. There was a sign saying it would open at 1pm. I looked through the door and scanned the shelves and rails. I could see something poking out in the distance which looked like pretty fabric and I knew it needed further investigation.
So at 1pm the Prince and I legged it in, on our way to the library, and there in all its glory was what I'd glimpsed:
For just £3. I couldn't believe it! I was thrilled. I find Cath Kidston gorgeous but overpriced, so I felt pretty pleased with my find.
Today has been a gorgeous day. I took the kids to the beach after school.
|A little caffeine hit|
|I look tired here. End of the hols!|
|Last blow out before being good|
(ah! that's why I don't wear a thong... it would get lost)
After 6.5 hours, we arrived at Cuckoo's. We missed lunch but had a great cream tea shortly after we arrived.
|L-R Bee, "Cuckoo", Kerry and moi.|
We had fun although it all went way too fast.
The next day I stopped in Bath to meet my mum and sister, before heading home.
|Royal Crescent (5 mins from where I used to live!)|
|The Princess lived in the garden flat on that high pavement behind her |
(white front door) when she was born. Happy memories.
(goes off to throw out her grey saggy drawers)...