Shady
Well-Known Member
Cashmere... mmmmmmm, there's nothing quite like it.
it's graded you know?( of course you do!!) from the really nice to the utterly sumptuous and such a scarf came to visit over the weekend, sadly not for me but artfully draped around a clients neck, i told her not to come to us , it's savage here and i had visions of her tottering over the ruts in her Jimmy Choo's .
Alas, i saw a Chameau clad foot step daintily out of a new Range Rover and declare brightly ''gosh , it's a bit wild here isn't it? ohhh look, you have horses!! oh i Must say hello to them!''
my heart sank, i declared it was cold, have a cup of tea, look at the drawings ( renovation project) you must be tired, blah, blah, desperate bl**by blah, anything to keep her away from hideous Mr P the assassin horse.
But no, off she trots, arms outstretched to hug him ,me frantically trying to get there first to block what i knew in my bones was going to happen, she gets to his neck, pat , pat, oh he's so handsome! .. mmmm... Mr P's head whips round and off comes the scarf and is sucked into his mouth like a piece of spaghetti with just a bit left showing and he's chewing it!!!
oh god!!!! , i had to prize open his mouth and drag it out, it was all soggy and green with grass and slime and just sort of hung there between my 2 fingers like a dish rag. ohhhhh goddddddd!!
the worst of it is that it came from Beggs in Scotland and cost over £500
and was a limited edition
and was a gift from her husband
and she really , really liked it
oops!
i now have to plaster a room for NOTHING!
it's graded you know?( of course you do!!) from the really nice to the utterly sumptuous and such a scarf came to visit over the weekend, sadly not for me but artfully draped around a clients neck, i told her not to come to us , it's savage here and i had visions of her tottering over the ruts in her Jimmy Choo's .
Alas, i saw a Chameau clad foot step daintily out of a new Range Rover and declare brightly ''gosh , it's a bit wild here isn't it? ohhh look, you have horses!! oh i Must say hello to them!''
my heart sank, i declared it was cold, have a cup of tea, look at the drawings ( renovation project) you must be tired, blah, blah, desperate bl**by blah, anything to keep her away from hideous Mr P the assassin horse.
But no, off she trots, arms outstretched to hug him ,me frantically trying to get there first to block what i knew in my bones was going to happen, she gets to his neck, pat , pat, oh he's so handsome! .. mmmm... Mr P's head whips round and off comes the scarf and is sucked into his mouth like a piece of spaghetti with just a bit left showing and he's chewing it!!!
oh god!!!! , i had to prize open his mouth and drag it out, it was all soggy and green with grass and slime and just sort of hung there between my 2 fingers like a dish rag. ohhhhh goddddddd!!
the worst of it is that it came from Beggs in Scotland and cost over £500
and was a limited edition
and was a gift from her husband
and she really , really liked it
oops!
i now have to plaster a room for NOTHING!
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