Crepey Corner

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Where the cool and the discerning hang out. New one.

Chat now, innit.

Sorry, that looks harsh when read back, herbs. Felt funny at the time.

Could the Power of Crepeskull please help me to cosmically order some work? Barren wasteland currently. Sending back Celtic Sheepskin boots will refund me£150 so that's good but somehow, I need more.

No, no, no! you rest your reading glasses on the end of your nose and peer over them in an old-fashioned school marm way. I have been told it looks very sexy

Or use a glasses chain. Surely it can't be long until they're sexy too? Does Madonna have one?

I had to rest my glasses on the end of my nose at choir, so I could see the conductor when he was talking to us. No doubt I looked pretty hot.

Dukes - I tittered at your post. Knew you weren't being harsh

Oh Herbs, I have been fantasizing about getting a glasses chain

hi crepey ones. Ta v much for the warm welcome. yes, it was me posing as theantipert. a total stranger told me that they "really liked" my shoes today... but they (the stranger) were v odd indeed so not sure that can be taken as a straightforward compliment.... I badly need a haircut to perk me up a bit. always find a haircut good for morale.

I would like a glasses chain and some little half moon glasses to peer over.

Oldqueenie, what sort of haircut did you have in mind/will your hairdresser make you have?

I have just realised that it is 1100 and I promised to make 24 muffins for a charity cake sale tomorrow, so guess I will get into work late be up early tomorrow as I'm not going to start now. Did sift of job applications today for job that was vv flexible and would have been perfect for SAHM wanting to get back to work - a fun and interesting job as well. Not one applicant was a SAHM...

the glasses and chain sound like an out of control desire to channel miss marple!

my hair is steely gray (I dye it greyer than it actually is and use old lady purple shampoo to keep it that way) and is cut short, sharp and asymetric by the faithful nicola.

I feel I've got to an age and a stage where, if feeling positive, I think I've found a look / looks that suit me and can stick with that with some variations on a theme... on a bad day I am stuck in a very deep rut and am bored with myself....

I had fab time with old college friends, we discussed ageing symptoms (flushes, loss of waist, night sweats), even the 'honorary girl'. They would have felt right at home on this thread.
MI where are you? < looks sternly over top of glasses in approved crepey style> I now smell faintly of gin having visited the hallowed portals of Penhaligons. (only bought an atomiser - nearly had the vapours at the cost of a bottle)
MrsS can I have that job? (cv in the post)

Well, I am yoof, innit? I was out at a gig last night, all the way across town, on a school night, with beer being thrown and everything. Actually it was The Specials, who were truly excellent, although they didn't play a long enough version of Tunnel of Love. The audience was mostly blokes, mostly 40-something, mostly wearing Fred Perry shirts (the black one with yellow piping was VERY popular), although a few die hards were working the full mullet and braces look. And they all had skinheads now because they are losing their hair. Snort. As an ageing group, the men looked a lot worse, and older, than women of the same age so I felt sort of smug about that. So no Penhaligons for me - dh and I arrived home smelling faintly of lager and our teenage babysitter tried to look impressed at our coolness but was in fact just a bit .

Evening, Hags.

We are off to celebrate Guy Fawkes tonight (if I can find the tickets). DD2 was supposed to be playing football tonight, but it was cancelled. I emailed the teacher to say, first we knew of it, and is tomorrow's cancelled as well. Got a snotty reply, saying, we emailed everyone about this. I said, well we don't appear to be on your list as we've had no email. She came back and said "Well you should be" - and still no reply as to whether Saturday's footie is cancelled too! Think I will just take DD2 out with me to the second hand book sale at the American church. We can console ourselves with cake there too.

Oh and I do not appear to have had a period since September. I have been feeling remarkably jolly and unhormonal of late - bouncing along on an even keel, as it were. Is this it, do you think?

Mind you, one of us needs to be normal, as DH has been utterly foul of late.

Aunt Flo turns up pretty regularly at Herbaceous Cottage, but with little hormonal fanfare. Maybe she's given up making a fuss, as I take no notice of her.

Tried on my Gok 'pants', and it seems I inadvertently bought a 'short'. As they have a slight bootcut they look ridiculous. So, back they go. I also bought a scarf, which I shall practice doing that video to.

My hair has suddenly entered 'hideous' territory, the way it does when it grows an extra millimetre. Almost tempted to cut it myself, such are my dire financial straits, but fear that would tip me permanently into 'eccentric old dear' territory, even without my glasses chain.

DS eye going pretty well. He's now wearing it for six hours a day, and getting it in and out isn't getting any worse.

Having lunch at the Stratford Westfield tomorrow. Excited beyond all proportion.

Herbs - I am very much looking forward to the second hand book sale. I think I need to get out more...

@ wilbur reliving her yoof. How much lager did you get poured over you then?

Can't see us doing much in the way of fireworks viewing this year, although the local rugby club always put on a good show with hog roast etc etc and are only 5 mins walk away. Trouble is, we seem to be stuck in a monsoon here and tomorrow is not looking much better. Looks like the offspring may have to swim to their karate lesson tonight.

MrsS, yr're tempting fate: you will be struck down by hormonal foulness tomorrow now

Generally not much of a fan of baking (can't be arsed), I always have an urge to bake gingerbread and spicy biscuits at this time of year. Have come across a recipe for toffee apple cake which looks mighty fine, so will be clattering the baking tins about this w/e. (Who knows, I might actually make something as well ).

Glad to hear that yr ds's eye is settling down well, herbs.

I am still v. excited my new and different haircut, although I may have totally overstepped the mark today by putting a sparkly hairclip in it. I think hairclips probably make me look like a loon. OTOH, as I am hiding in my loft again, it probably doesn't matter.

"excited by"

(I already KNOW I need to get out more)

I am positively Pollyanna-ish of late. It is probably my resolute gladness that is making DH foul.

Strops, I think the hair clip is fine, as long as it is not a Hello Kitty one.

Strops, I want to see your new hairdo. Can you post a pic?

I want to go and see fireworks tomorrow night, but curmudgeonly DP says it's too rainy and too loud. We're having friends round for a curry - not as seasonal as gingerbread - so I may invite them to let one off in the garden.

[Every year I make that joke, and every year it makes me giggle rather too much]

DS's swearing has toned down. He's currently downstairs with DP, saying 'oh my goodness' to his Bob the Builder phone.

Not making any promises, but I will try and get dh to take a reasonable and not-at-all-scary photo of me (v. difficult) and post it on my yet-to-be-created profile over the w/e. I did get my eyebrows dyed today, though, and am a tad concerned that I've gone a bit Alastair Darling. Ooops. Alastair Darling with a sparkly hairclip. Oh god. (no, it's not Hello Kitty )

Herbs, your ds's swearing made me laugh heartily and then cringe when I remembered the time I was standing with little dd in her pushchair in amongst a large crowd of people at the level crossing that is bizarrely right in the middle of the main pedestrian shopping area in Poole. Dd obviously thought it was a station and we were waiting for a train, because when the train went through she said (very loudly and clearly) "Oh bugger, missed it".

My sis has a similarly amusing tale. On a train into London once a 'larger' lady boarded, and sis's DS piped up - in bell-like toddler tones - 'huge arse'. Sis then had to sit with said huge-arsed lady in the carriage for the rest of the journey.

Love the toddler tales - DS once called my mother a "silly old bugger" when she made a customary stupid comment about something. When she asked "what did you say?" he said it louder. DH and I nearly burst trying to keep straight faces.

I have the joy of ferrying the DC to yoof club tonight. DD has just text me from her friends to ask where I am - she hasn't realised that she has not out her phone back an hour yet

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