The Sainted One is in the next Stage of His social Season, having attended the major sporting events and Opera festivals sans moi, he is now by a Tuscan pool recumbent on a lounger and showing off his glorious toned body, getting it to this fabulous condition is a full time job, furtive tanning etc , it is necessary to have a lot of idiotic slaves around you … so nothing new there then. However I did tentatively enquire before the hasty departure if there might be any wishes or instructions in the event of an unforeseen accident ( the world is a dangerous place and the last escapade ended up in an unfortunate incident on a French motorway followed by a disappearance…) the French are not very nice about things like that as well they might not be. The reply was that he was in for the long haul and was a survivor etc….. I considered this rather gloomily concluding that joint expeditions were not a good plan, despite the huge difference in our ages…… I decided this some time ago actually.
Well, there is a lot a person can do when they can do what they frigging well like, another of the residents has gone for a while and the remainder are very self sufficient, so some gentle shopping etc and jolly lunches …… reading a friends short stories which must be published . I went to the sales and realized yet again that really well dressed women of a certain age do not wear patterns or white blobby tops, those changing room mirrors must be wrong who is this over stuffed sofa ? Just look at the returns counter at Zara ….. they wear them you know and then return them . …… but do people need so many clothes? Yes they do for their face book pages hence the returns.
As in everything else, Mrs May gets it right what a woman even getting a smile out of Mrs Merkin.