My salad dressing days


Vexed
December 10, 2006, 9:22 pm
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…that I cared so much what the guy who painted our house thinks of us.

…that this led Mr Chick and I to move away from our Wall Colour Comfort Zone (of off-white, kinda yellowish but not in the canary sense) headlong into the arms of a colour from the Dulux Georgian range with a name* resembling a woman whose ‘profession’ is somewhat unclear unless ‘current/previous main squeeze of Jude Law’ is regarded as a profession (which it might be – could reasonably be, perhaps *makes mental note to drop email to Sadie Frost*).

…that the chicklets all too often resemble a couple of extras from ‘Oliver Twist’ (e.g. traces of breakfast on face well into late afternoon, hole in jumper, unbrushed bed hair).

…that this has already led me to break one of the first rules of modern parenting: Do Not Spit Onto A Tissue And Wipe A Child’s Face.

…that I had forgotten how delicious black cherry yoghurt can be.

…that I spent ten precious minutes composing replies to posts on messageboards entitled ‘what type of cheese do you buy?’ and ‘are you loving the new irn bru advert?’

…by the statistic cited in today’s Observer (A survey of more than 1,000 theatre-goers found that 42 per cent felt there was no such thing as too many musicals.). Only 42%? I’m disappointed.

* Pale Sienna

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…that the chicklets all too often resemble a couple of extras from ‘Oliver Twist’ (e.g. traces of breakfast on face well into late afternoon, hole in jumper, unbrushed bed hair).

Babe, that sounds like the best childhood ever.

Missed yer posts

Comment by Shiny Blue Black

I remember my Scottish friends made fun of the why I pronounced Ern Brew. Oh, how they laughted!

Comment by Violet

No: not loving the new Irn Bru advert. It’s ruined the Snowman for me. 😦

Comment by Hannah

I can’t BELIEVE you broke the spit/hanky/face rule. Do you not remember what it felt like, woman? Almost as bad as kissing aged and hairy relatives.

Re the wall colour: console yourself with the thought that this is 2006, and not 1996, so you were spared the rag-rolled effect also. When in 2004 we finally got around to having the hall repainted from rag-rolled ochre (yeees) to Farrow & Ball’s ‘ventre de poux’ or some such name (aka, to lesser mortals, as ‘off-white’), the relief was huge. My advice: don’t waste the eight years – enjoy its Georgian tones over Christmas and then get it painted off-white in January.

Alchemilla

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