Sarah, calmez-vous. Maroon has eyes for two women only. One is the actress Lindsay Duncan, who he met on Broadway several years ago. He engaged her in conversation, believing her to be the clerk behind the counter at Perth Post Office. The other is my niece, Jayne-Marie. I made the mistake of introducing them at Frith Banbury's funeral. She is a girl of great pulchritude and no moral compass. Glorious to look at - the image of me at that age - she holds him in the palm of her hand. It is appalling. Last month, they had an assignation at Zetter's Hotel, Clerkenwell, and some older guests were sick to their stomachs at the sight of it.
The fish thrived Pat my lovely. It was a holiday for them too.
Why the hell were you concerned about the fish Scarls? Plenty more in the sea.
She may have my eyes, not, but she's definitely got your beard Kim.
Sarah, my eyes have had their darting days. They are pretty sluggish now. But still paranoid.
Eryl yes. They. I worked with her father. When the family went on holiday, I got the goldfish to look after. The kids were much younger then; nearly 15 years ago now.
God Clarissa you have it to the life. She, Lindsay Duncan was so good about it. She obviously realised before me that we had never met before but she's a bloody good actress and never let on. I realised fairly soon I had made a mistake but for ages I couldn't quite work out what the mistake was and she kept giving me encouraging answers. God it was really good and really bad. I've always liked her since. On the subject of Jane-Marie, I don't know what she has told you or where you are going with this, but I'm sure she has exaggerated the Zetter's thing. No-one was sick for Christ's sake.
Hey, I am checking this blog using the phone and this appears to be kind of odd. Thought you'd wish to know. This is a great write-up nevertheless, did not mess that up.
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A Pamela Stephenson in embryo. Will she go on to marry Billy Connolly and be a psychologist? Did the fish survive?
I was also concerned about the fish.
Sx
She has your eyes.
I'm sure I saw them in a jar behind her door... (ba-dum tish...)
i don't like how her eyes dart from left to right. i imagine yours doing the same.
paranoid.
Sarah, calmez-vous. Maroon has eyes for two women only. One is the actress Lindsay Duncan, who he met on Broadway several years ago. He engaged her in conversation, believing her to be the clerk behind the counter at Perth Post Office. The other is my niece, Jayne-Marie. I made the mistake of introducing them at Frith Banbury's funeral. She is a girl of great pulchritude and no moral compass. Glorious to look at - the image of me at that age - she holds him in the palm of her hand. It is appalling. Last month, they had an assignation at Zetter's Hotel, Clerkenwell, and some older guests were sick to their stomachs at the sight of it.
You used to look after that girl's goldfish when 'they' went away on holiday?
The fish thrived Pat my lovely. It was a holiday for them too.
Why the hell were you concerned about the fish Scarls? Plenty more in the sea.
She may have my eyes, not, but she's definitely got your beard Kim.
Sarah, my eyes have had their darting days. They are pretty sluggish now. But still paranoid.
Eryl yes. They. I worked with her father. When the family went on holiday, I got the goldfish to look after. The kids were much younger then; nearly 15 years ago now.
God Clarissa you have it to the life. She, Lindsay Duncan was so good about it. She obviously realised before me that we had never met before but she's a bloody good actress and never let on. I realised fairly soon I had made a mistake but for ages I couldn't quite work out what the mistake was and she kept giving me encouraging answers. God it was really good and really bad. I've always liked her since. On the subject of Jane-Marie, I don't know what she has told you or where you are going with this, but I'm sure she has exaggerated the Zetter's thing. No-one was sick for Christ's sake.
Mrs. Pouncer - thanks for the laugh.
Maroon: i KNEW it.
Mrs. P: i hope you understand that i was taking the piss. not every human of the female persuasion is obsessed with the Maroon.
yes they are
Hey, I am checking this blog using the phone and this appears to be kind of odd. Thought you'd wish to know. This is a great write-up nevertheless, did not mess that up.
- David
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