Wednesday 20 May 2009

NAKED ROMP IN THE GARDEN

I have just run around my front garden naked enjoying the fresh air and sunshine on my bare skin with all of my neighbours staring in disbelief and horror. Actually, that's a lie, but when I was in advertising we were taught to start with an attention grabbing headline - well that was it. Got you wondering though didn't it? Bet it conjured up an horrific sight in front of your eyes. Wouldn't you love to do it though just to see the looks on their faces? I wonder if Gok Wan is on Twitter. Maybe I could get him to visit, teach me that my fat, lumpy body which only knows one compass point - due south, is actually a thing to be proud of. No, thought not.

Anyway with clothes firmly in place here I am at home having bought my THIRD pair of grey trousers for lawn bowls. How exciting you may think. actually no it's b****y boring isn't it. Why the heck did I join. Both of the first 2 pairs are wron They have faint lines on them. Lines I hasten to add that no one further than 6 inches away from my side can see. Not quite plain enough though so, I get home with the third pair, which are completely plain, to find one of my ducks sitting at the front door and looking at me in disgust. I had put food out by the pond before I went into town, but obviously the other's had eaten it and by the time he arrived it was finished.

As I got out of the car, he only waddled up to me quacking his head off and going slightly demented that I was late. Can't you tell he's a man! It was his fault for being late in the first place. So, I go inside with him standing by the back door (he was at front door) waiting for his food. Container filled I duly came out and started walking towards the pond, him waddling in my wake still doing the duck equivalent of mumbling under his breath all the way to the pond. His wife was not there today, she probably left him when he started moaning earlier on. Can't say I blame her.

Anyway, very little post today just to let you know I haven't forgotten you. Off to lawn bowls now to see if THESE trousers are allowed. If not then I'm going to take up something where clothes aren't important in this fussy way. I went to Buckingham Palace and didn't have to worry so much for goodness sake!
Speak to you all very soon, take care,
Lorraine x