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Saturday, 24 October 2009
Pyjama rage
I spent a good twenty minutes looking for my pyjama bottoms last night, cursing their whereabouts, only to realise I was already wearing them. I'd put them on under my skirt earlier cos I was cold.
Willow, I felt a little stupid, to say the least... Trews, I have the vaguest, vaguest memory of this, but PLEASE don't every say 18-hour girdle in my earshot, it conjures up horrible images. I imagine it to be like some medieval contraption, why anyone would choose to wear one is beyond me.
5 comments:
hahahahaha....this has happened to me too, not to speak of searching for the reading specs I am already wearing :))
Perhaps tangentially, it unsettles the dust on some hazy childhood memories of an advert for the 18-hour girdle. As in, Oh. I've got it on!
Willow, I felt a little stupid, to say the least... Trews, I have the vaguest, vaguest memory of this, but PLEASE don't every say 18-hour girdle in my earshot, it conjures up horrible images. I imagine it to be like some medieval contraption, why anyone would choose to wear one is beyond me.
Haha - I've lost a lot of things a lot of places in my life, but I don't think I've ever lost anything under a skirt I was wearing!
It was a very long skirt, they were hidden, that is my excuse!
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