The Darling Crepes of May

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My turn......

Absolutely, originalpirate I'll just be an uplifted crepey. I'm particularly embarrassed by the rolls that have appeared under the boobs. Hate changing room mirrors...

BD, you are feeling deflated because it IS deflating to be turned down for a job and often even more so by colleagues. An 'is that really what they think of me' thought is hard to dismiss. You should see me when I receive yet another agent rejection. I wail, pathetically.

MrsS, the course sounds utterly bonkers, I bet DH is lying (I am not feeling charitable towards Blokes With Opinions On One's Work*) and commiserations on the supper. I pulled together a basic but nice meal...and have only just realised I'd bought lots of fancy salad stuff in a deluded moment of optimism about my fellow-inmates' willingness to eat salad, now all slowly liquefying in our fridge.

OPM, anything in particular? The jeans sound encouraging, though.

I myself also need foundation garments, Rosebag, or at the very least a new bra in a colour that matches my skin now that the weather has improved and I have a large selection of charity shop linen tops that need it. I may order one today. Crepeys, do I go for one with a bit of lace in case it shows (I tend towards the flashing knocker look) or sensibly seamless, which I do feel tends with 'nude' bras to look alarmingly....rubberised. (I've answered my own question there, haven't I. )

I have also booked a haircut. And one of the books I read yesterday was a rather excellent piece of 'life writing' which yet again proves Mr Inferior wrong about my own project being just self-indulgent therapeutic waaaaaaaaaah.* OK, so the agent who represented it is one who's turned my own down in the past, but she didn't turn it down because of that . You can tell I'm feeling better, can't you. Still achey and crepey but on the mend.

Finally, I can recommend this product for reviving crepey skin. Pretty reasonable price and sinks in like rain on parched land.

Pirate, you can tell the whole of MN has been on ASOS as those jeans are sold out in the 14 and 16 . Do you really go down a size?? I'd normally be a 14, but really not a 12!

Hope all aches and pains pass as soon as possible for all concerned.

I watched the Kirsty Wark programme on the battle of the sexes here. Quite challenging watching, but very interesting. It really is a different generation out there and I'd like to show the programme to dd1, but it is pretty explicit. Did anyone else see it?

MI I think you are right and combined with not getting shortlisted for another post - so a kind of double whammy.......

I have also been in the middle of friend's relationship break up and that has been emotional exhausting to the point where I really can't do it anymore and need a break from it.

Oh, that does sound hard going. Can you tell them you're having Issues and need a break?

I am going to transfer some cash and do a bit of e-shopping. Crepeydom is tres cher, innit. Back in the day I slapped a bit of whatever came to hand on my face, trimmed my hair with the nail scissors, and generally survive happily on v little money. And drink beer.

I caught a bit of that programme, Beachy. I didn't think the bit I saw was particularly hard going, but I don't think I was concentrating properly. Your DD is 17, I bet she knows a lot more than you'd think

Thanks for link to that prog Beachy will tape (video, record) it when it's on again on Fri night, after my bed time.

OPM and other jeans fans, the ASOS Brady's were recommended by me. I am a good solid 12 but I sent the 12s back for a 10 which did shrink a bit, like more than say a Levis would but are fine. I love them.

Sciatica a special kind of hell Crem you having my deepest, wincing sympathies.

Lalsy was it you that said about the double iron, double floradix? I'm necking feroglobin to prop me up but I think a blood test is in order.

BD that all sounds like it would turn a person a bit inside out, those two situations.

It's not even 12 and I shouldn't be here at all. You see this is the problem? I shouldn't be here 'til lunchtime. I have done one of the things on my to do list when reward time should not happen until I've done two more.

Oh and DD's new passport application stuck in the Kafkaesque nightmare that is the Durham passport office. Poor DH has been having sleepless nights.

So.....

Thanks for the Paris tips Hattie and Mrs S, but if it hasn't magically materialised (unlikely) by Friday I am pulling all plugs and hastily arranging Blighty based hol before announcing change to dds!!!!

Word - I seem to remember a whole thread dedicated to the Durham passport office!

BD - bad luck on the shortlist and it is awful when friends get divorced - we've had two couples at it over two years and it has been very difficult to not take sides or even socialise properly - everything has been very complicated and school yard like - with the result that we have had to reconstruct an entirely different bunch of friends because it was just so stressful. We just wanted to go out with people and have a pleasant evening and not watch sniping or have to watch every single comment in case it's misinterpreted.

Today it is tossing it down - I thought it might have eased off a bit by lunchtime but oh no - no chance of getting the socks outside today! Also I wanted to get my hair cut but no point and it has now gone into humid random curl mode.

Mrs S - I cannot imagine what your test might be that you and elderly Nigerian gentlemen have it in common.

Beachy, thanks very much for the chicken advice. I acted on it swiftly and taking her out and putting her some distance away with food and water seems to shake her out of it being broody for a while at least. Thanks also to MrsS for her most excellent advice. Am pretty sure that the neighbours would object to any sort of nice big cock in the garden.

I invigilated an extra-specially quiet exam this morning where no one wanted any extra paper or visits to the loo, so I got the opportunity to read some of this year's crop of desk graffiti. Impressively, there was more Latin graffiti than last year and also the grammar nazis had corrected some of their peers' more illiterate efforts ("Their watching you" corrected to "They're .."). Nice. I also found a "Fuck off Michael Gove You Twat". Not sure I knew who the Secretary for State for Education was when I was doing my O levels.

BTM perhaps you've tried it already but spatone may be the answer for you. It is iron rich water that can be added tastelessly to oj. I have been so low in iron in the past that they've given me booster injections to prop me up. But the spatone was highly recommended by a Gynae person along the way. It's a hell of a lot easier to take than floradix.

Good luck on the bravissimo trip.
Hope it is indeed uplifting.

Today I am mostly decorating for my niece's "rainbow party" I think I'll be doing it from a bath chair as I can barely stand for longer than 2 minutes. . Wretched loathsome nerve of doom.

MI may your haircut be restorative and boosting .

at Gove grafitto (sp? Correct word even?) Stropps

@ Gove you twat.
Perhaps it was a teacher

Word, yes it was me on the double everything iron, post childbirth, was on midwife advice and doc prescription. There seemed some simple rule for how much you needed to take depending how low your levels were, but things may have changed. I had been anaemic before and not taken a sledgehammer to it, and it had dragged on for months.

I am SO impressed by the graffiti.

I try and get DD1 to take spatone (I have a bumper pack of the stuff as one of my rare freebies) but she hates it. I should probably take more of it myself, tbh.

I now want jeans, haircut, some sort of new skincare (holds self back from purchasing expensive but fabulous Filorga) and bra. Hah.

Love the Michael Gove graffiti - I think we should all be going around in Tshirts with that on them.

Cremo, all the teens I know are very vehement about Gove too!

Right, Spatone is going on the shopping list. DD's exczema has come back (only had it from age of about 1 to 3 or so) on her inside elbows and backs of knees, so I need to get something for her too. And DS is complaining of an ingrowing toe-nail, but I have a bit of an aversion to male feet, so I haven't really inspected it yet. Maybe I will ask the GP what I should do tonight.

In breaking news, MrsS has texted to say she has 'scraped through' the first part of her exam.

Woo Hoo

Hurrah for Mrs S.

Ha haaaaaa at the graffiti. Was there ever a more universally hated man in the education arena?
Ok I am suitably trussed up like a Xmas Turkey curtesy of bravissimo in west London ( what lovely ladies there are in there) and £142 poorer. No matter. Once I've got over the utter, utter gobsmacking horror of how many cup sizes I've gone up, and the fact that the new bras do very good impressions of plus size hammocks, I'm going to be very pleased. At least the back size has stayed the same. Oh but I do look better in my clothes. Didn't do well with the swim wear. More to do with being faced with what I've become than the styles which were nice on the rails. Never mind. Tomorrow is another day.
Mother, I like a bit of lace poking out. Go for it. I have only bought functional bras today. Now I know my size, I will browse online for something a bit prettier for when needed. ( never probably...)
BD do hope things start to look brighter soon. I don't think it's possible to remain friends with both parties when friends split up. Awkward at times.
Brilliant news about Mrs S!!!

Go mrs s!!! Doing badly Herbs Stylee!

Rose sounds like a decent result in the over the shoulder boulder holder department.

What the blazes is this mysterious course of Mrs S's about? Too hard for her, with a brain the size of a planet? Multiple choice?

In yesterday's Sainsbury's haul, I got some new sporting trews (the cat pulled a hole in my others), a broderie anglais top, and FOUR pairs of Converse-alikes, for me and DS. I have a question. Why do shoe shops always lace up shoes wrongly, with the ends pointing inwards? It's blasted annoying having to redo the laces.

I wonder that ALL THE TIME re laces, Herbs. I think it is some sort of management gobbledigook. The sort of thing that makes the heart leap to be a freelancer even when arguing with Client Difficile.

I am pondering ivory rather than 'nude' (shudder).

Perhaps it's so they don't get dirty, or get tangled up with other laces. < ponders >

In other news, my mild ladyjog on Monday seems to have set off my knee pain again. From some very amateur Google diagnosis, I think I have patella something syndrome (PFS) and thus should sit on my settee for the rest of time. Shame.