We now have the official colour
required for the outside of our row of seaside homes.
Brewers Building Merchants answer to that most boring of shades magnolia!
It wouldn’t be so bad if they were all painted together en masse. As it is the various ages of paint makes for a strange mismatch of
insipid battery hen yolk yellow. A jaunty gay yellow I could cope with, this cruddy cream is beyond the pale, if you get my drift?
We are the new kids on the block and already I feel my bolshie gene
flexing its muscle.
Why, oh why can’t I just settle like the sediment in an old bottle of port and do something appropriate to my advancing years.
Take up tatting, wear Crimplene,
buy slippers with buttons and pom-poms, corsets and big knickers. Instead I’m dusting off my megaphone, idly making a banner or two and generally limbering up for
All hope is not lost on the ageing front though. I did buy two bolsters the other day, if they are not an old ladies article of desire, I don’t know what is...?