It has now over taken my previous record holder “Getting in touch with your inner tranny”* which tells about a trip to the theater to see the Rocky Horror show. Being the shy and withdrawn individual that I am I found myself striding through the streets of Windsor in nothing more than fish net stockings, a Basque and hiking boots. (Even in my sober state I realised stiletto shoes would have been a step too far….) In my defence, you only have the opportunity to be a Rocky Horror virgin once in your life and since I didn't feel I could pull off the gold lamé shorts that Rocky wears, it had to be Frank n Furter…. As I remarked at the time, it was to some relief that I failed to convince as a woman….
* This says an awful lot more about what people spend their time looking for on the internet than I really want to know....
|Hear no evil, see no evil and see no more evil ...|
apparently speak no evil was on holiday...
|I'm not sure if Brenda has a |
bad cold or if she has started
drinking heavily ....
Look at that symmetry down the center
of the room like poetry in emotion.....
|If Bev ever gets bored doing combat|
she can always get a job kicking down doors.
Mixing it up.....
|I phoned the local gym and I asked if they could|
teach me how to do the splits.
They said, 'How flexible are you?'
I said, 'I can't make Tuesdays
|What every Health-club needs |
a good supply of cakes....