And there you are being Dire, and then make me howl with laughter. Surely though, during surgery eyeliner would be a no-no? Risk of infection and all that?
Bird, anyone can talk to cats, no pretence needed. It’s when they start to reply in English that you need to worry.
“The cat told me that the voices in my head weren’t God, they were just my subconscious so I shouldn’t pay attention to them.”
(How to get out of boring conversations at parties, an Sparrer Guide)
Hence my initial assumption that she was winding up the conspiracy loons. Unfortunately her profile proved otherwise…
Ahhh.
Soo xx
Apparently, the late Diana, POW was allowed in an operating theatre during open-heart surgery wearing her usual full face/eye makeup & looking suitably doe-eyed over her mask.
At least she wasn’t operating…
It made my Consultant laugh too, & he is going to tell her when he next sees her. ![]()
Carinthia. xx
Never stopped me wearing a bit of slap. Obviously, false eyelashes (especially because of the risk of landing in the wound) and false nails (because they are filthy things, anyhoo) are a no-no.
Soo xx
DiPoW also had her hair peeping out under her hair-covering on that occasion. Someone I know was working for the Great Ormond at the time and said her visits were a total nightmare for the staff, who used to have to go out and round the block to get to where they were going when the hall and thus their usual way from hither to yon was blocked by her and her entourage and the press. He disliked her really quite a lot anyway because of reasons from his previous career, and that was the icing on the cake as far as he was concerned.
There has been a disaster in the hovel
14 large size bin bags of fabric recycling charity shop and reclaimed items of clothing in the laundry basket had to be emptied and checked for one of my posh beloved 2" long fuchsia dangling from a good secure earring with a click together fastening 18ct fuchsia earrings that were lost in the mammoth clear out that is happening in the hovel
No sign of it so we were feeling a bit sad when J washed her hands in the kitchen and happened to spot the earring on the floor in the kitchen
As you can imagine she was delighted and so were we as they were a gift from my lovely Bull for my 50th birthday and very very precious by being a gift for that milestone
So not really a disaster, if you found that which was lost?
Not a fully grown up disaster but it felt like one until the finding in a most unexpected place
I am usually exasperated by those “if it was a bear it’d’ve bit you” moments after one has searched high and low for something that is hiding in plain sight. I hope the clip is fixed or fixable so it won’t happen again?
I cannot be alone in hating those online forms where, when asked for your date of birth, you have to scroll down forever and ever before you get to the year you need.
Often - not always - you can just type the number and it’ll move to that selector automatically.
I’ll check in future but I suspect it would still make me feel ancient - just knowing that the reason I was doing it was to avoid all that scrolling.
Perhaps I should just accept that I am ancient.
You’re in good company, TFM. Slàinte Mhath!
Soo xx
The best, Soo. Join me in a glass on The Botanist?
eta: Of, not on. Obviously. I’m rotten typist as well as ancient.
I think that ought to read “vintage”. Or perhaps “matured”.
Ripe?
I fear that might have undesirable connotations.