A romp through the past week…..
My husband is getting ready for a Blokeback style camping trip. He has been collecting carrier bags. Normally as a conservationist/environmentalist he considers these items the work of the devil – but needs must as there will be no loos in the vicinity of his tent. He is also familiarising himself with the difference between a dock leaf and a nettle when seized from behind whilst crouching. Or should that be ouching?
Went to see the Beauty Queen of Leenane at The Young Vic – blisteringly good and the audience was oooohing and aaaahinhg along. It was apparently the writer’s Martin McDonagh’s ninth attempt at getting a play produced – his previous eight were all rejected. Perserverance is all, and there’s the proof in SE1.
My friend Julia boards foreign students whilst they study in London and currently has Juan, a cute, very polite Spanish nineteen year old, as her paying guest. He leaves the house at 7.15am on the dot each morning for college. Julia is in the grip of the menopause and has taken to sleeping in her birthday suit to cope with the hot, hot, hot nights. Yesterday she got up at 9am after a lovely lie in and headed to the bathroom, still in the buff. On the upstairs landing she heard her name being called in a Spanish accent. Horrified that she was naked and Juan was still at home she backed into the bathroom, slammed the door, locked it quickly and then rested her forehead against it. She stood there listening intently for a minute or two , trying to work out where Juan was. Then she heard his voice again. He was standing right behind her in the bathroom and squeaked, “Please may I leave theees bathroom now Mrs Hoolya? My eyes is closed I promeeees.”
Blokeback Tours – where do I book ?
If ever a man was destined to rub two sticks together it has to be George—— so enjoy ,enjoy, enjoy!
It would be fantastic to hear that the shock, horror and embarrassment that was heaped upon your friend Julie may well have zoomed her, at the speed of light and even faster than Captain Kirk’s spaceship, through the menopause. As my good friend Alison always tells me — out of a negative comes a positive . Ah well, here’s hoping!
Hi Anna May
As for the camping carrier bags – what is your husband going to do in them and will he be watering the grass through the safety holes in the plastic? I suppose they could be the Primark brown paper ones….very useful!
I had a similar experience as Julie last week when I was walking about starkers – there was a man repairing the opposite roof – I ran like hell into the next room and covered up in a throw.
Diddy – are you man enough ?
Moya, I think this holiday is all about the male menopause…..
Ginny, could have been worse – you could have been limbo dancing!
Anna May x