Phrase of the day: “Are your meringues soft inside?”
I attended a course today all about grammar, where we were taught some useful phrases. None of which involved anything about teaching your grandmother to suck eggs.
I am still twitching a bit over some of the things we had to proof-read and check for incorrect use of apostrophes.
**shudders** (There’ll be a dozen typos in this post now, just you wait.)
Speaking of knowing how to have fun and needing to get a life…
I went out last Friday night. Out out! Like I didn’t even set off to go out until after 9pm and everything!
Hold the phone though, I’m not done. As if that wasn’t thrilling enough, I didn’t get back in until after 3a.m.
Rock & Roll eh?
Okay so it wasn’t exactly reminiscent of ‘The Hangover’. There were no monkeys in denim waistcoats or tigers in the bathroom. I didn’t even have a hangover the next day. I was just very tired from being woken up at 8am.
I did enjoy it though. Just setting the World to rights over some skunk. When I say skunk, I mean bottles of Becks, which smells the same as skunk (allegedly). There may also have been a cheeky pint or two of Stowford Press and a clandestine packet of Scampi fries. This girl still knows how to throw it down.
Phrase of the evening, which made me laugh hard and long in the street, was something along the lines of, “You know when there’s someone you could just drum the living daylight out of?”
Important life decisions were made. Pretty much that the future involves hats that look like turbans, possibly encompassing fake fruit, and/or taxidermied birds and gin (to drink – not on the hat, although that might be cool. A gin-filled old lady turban with straw attachment.) Oh and mobility scooters (again, not on the hat)and aspiring to look like that old woman from ‘Benidorm’.
I’m thinking of sacking it all off and opening a hat shop, which also sells a variety of gins. It will have scooter parking outside and may even have a wall-mounted ashtray.
You can keep your skinny Minnie teen idols and Made in Chelsea girls. I’d rather be an Elsie or a Rita any day.
The future is bright. The future is…. yellow.
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