in thinking that if my husband earns oodles of money he could at least allow me to spend some of it on a Filipino houseboy?

[secondmrsdevere]

Am I?
Or am I expected to make my afternoon pink gin myself?
Sigh. Things haven't been the same since we left Kowloon you know.

Now, now

Ahh sundowners in Hong Kong - preferred the view from The Peak myself

oh dear.

YANBU

My DH never questions the cost of the Pool Boy.

Such a bind when one has to organise these things oneself

Mme - you must tell me where you got yours

YANBU

My DH or my Pool Boy?

I don't see why not. You deserve something out of the relationship - after all, your husband spends enough on me.

By the way, when he comes back from my house the office, tell him thank you for the diamonds he bought me last week.

You needs to specify exactly HOW MANY oodles. Or it is not a vulgar enough thread.

It is so difficult to find decent staff around here I say, one so misses the fabulous decades in SE Asia... [sigh]

Bunny Fairweather's pool boy was caught in flagrante in the boathouse with her 16 year old niece.

We had to smuggle him out in the Bentley disguised as a harvest festival box, as father was brandishing a shotgun.

You should spend some oodles on a decent glass-topped coffee table. For keeping books on.

Alas I only have family furniture, I am afraid glass topped tables were not de rigeur in Jacobean times

It is very vulgar to buy ones own furniture. Staff wise, I am spending my oodles of cash on a tennis coach. Sadly DH had far too much fun with the houseboy(s) and was the talk of the local country club.

ROFL, I didn't dare comment on the original!

go out and get a job,stop living off Mr Mandalay you lazy boot

I think it is the very least Mr.Devere can offer , dear.
For all you do for him. You work so hard.

'Bunny Fairweather's pool boy was caught in flagrante in the boathouse with her 16 year old niece.

We had to smuggle him out in the Bentley disguised as a harvest festival box, as father was brandishing a shotgun.'

lmfao in real life

As well you may, Gibbon. But it didn't go down at all well at the Club.