Sorry, I am a bit pissed; good lunch. it has taken me hours to do this so I hope you apprciate the effort involved. Tomorrow I will unveil my thrilling new piost wherein I expose what happened int he queue at La Senza in the Oracle on Monday. Arrivederci.
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Blimey woman...! Display your profile on your blog!!
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Whaddya thibnk? Am I reckless? A daughter says I should have fined down the nose and that she would show me how, but then I lolst interest. Young people are very boring when they are being tehcnical. Sorry two White Russians too many at lunch.
ReplyDeleteFirst Miss Scarlet informs us that she's an 86-year-old grandmother (or a grandmother of 86...we can't be certain) and now you're displaying your bits.
ReplyDeletePass the smelling salts.
But where the effing 'ell are the bits. I see nothing.
ReplyDeletePat, click on Mrs P's name and go to her profile... and all will be revealed...
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Oh... and a White Russian for MJ...
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Scarlet: when I grow up shall I be as wise as you?
ReplyDeleteMrs P you look beautiful to me and incredibly young. That's going to get the boys all restive.
I find the prospect of seeing your feet unaccountably thrilling, Mrs Pouncer. I am having visions of them already. I cannot imagine not deriving immense pleasure from pressing them in my hands.
ReplyDeleteJune a hand, July your feet...
ReplyDeleteBy my reckoning, December will be quite a good month for all your red blooded male readers Mrs P.
I could have done with that type of lunch, rather than the Pret smoothie.
ReplyDeleteYour effort is much appreciated. And happy birthday month to you too
oh dear, sugar! i thought y'all were playing an april fool's joke! ;)
ReplyDeletesavannah - I think you have hit the proverbial nail on the head. Indeed, this is a fine joke Mrs P.
ReplyDeleteScarls - thanks. Took me forevah. Had to take a photo on my phone, then get it onto computer, then fuck about, then call child to assist. But I am so pleased I managed! You Tube next - and then I will be as good as you 'n Gadj. Imagine the glory!
ReplyDeleteMJ - yes, yes, I know it's only a partial face, but I absolutely promise more action in the months to come. I have been trying to capture the perfect cleavage shot this evening. Stick with me.
Pat, I don't think anyone could have a kinder etherworld mama than you! You are so kind; I may look young, but I face 50 this month, and I feel terrible. It's the metaphorical looking over the shoulder that I can't stand. All those opportunities missed! I was a girl of great potential, believe me. I pissed it all away.
Gorilla, dear, you and me both. Do let me know when you're next in the Great Wen. There is an Aviation with your name on it at Joe Allen. Sante.
Jimmy, I don't doubt that December will find me back at the Scotia, as if I'd never left. Will you gratify my whim by conveying me past the Model Lodging House, and on to greater things?
Madame D! And welcome. My invitation is extended to all comers. When you next find yourself in Londres do look me up. JA is a grimy dive, but it suits me. Or do you prefer the Scotia, Stockwell St., Glasgow? Both home-from-home to me.
Savannah, I wish. No, I am afraid it is me, really 'n truly. Apply to Miss S. Blue or Dr. AKH Maroon for confirmation.
Frenchie, again, I wish. If I COULD I would have lovely angel hair - blonde, like Scarly - a sane expression (not mad-eyed like a shying mare, as an appalling man once said to me) and a gentile's nose.
Day jar vu
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Deja vooooooooo
Oh Wendums! How fab to see you! And yes, you're another one who has witnessed Mrs Pouncer in the flesh, so to speak. How brave am I? It's all to do with my Big Birthday looming this month. I felt I HAD to lift the veil a bit. I will do the other half of my visage in due course. Kisses right back atcha.
ReplyDeleteStill suspiciously young-looking to me, Clarissa! I suspect you've hypnotised some passing moppet to put one over on the rest of us.
ReplyDeleteAgain, Kev, I wish. It is really, really me, and a brave act to be sure. I am facing the biggest and most hideous birthday of all this month. 40 was beastly in its way, but this one - oh, brother. Nothing achieved, potential wasted, opportunities missed. A heroic smoker, a piss artist, a moral compass on the blink. The fact that I still look OK is down to good genes and a substantial private income. Without these I would be fucked, and not in a good way. Sorry, have been topping up all day and now a bit maudlin.
ReplyDeleteFifty's nothing. I was 49 when my life turned around and I still have difficulty believing it. Could be the best is yet to come:)
ReplyDeleteLate as usual I hear you say. Thanks again for the entertainment. I'm off for a couple of weeks, got to find an Easter bunny in a paddock somewhere.
ReplyDeleteCheers x
Pat, Let's hope. The last few years have left me reeling.
ReplyDeleteGrump, hope you trap that rabbit. Sounds like more fun than it probably is. Like most things. Sorry; on a downer at the moment.
And Scarly! Off topic, but your teen angst piccie at MJs is fab! You haven't changed a bit. Cow. MESSAGE TO ALL INTERESTED PARTIES This is a momentous time for all those who have quested after the Real Scarlet and the True Pouncer. My new avatar (one week only) is a gift to you, and if you go to MJs you will see the genuine Scarly. Wish I could do a link, but I can't. Took me an hour to change my av.
A marvellous birthday
ReplyDeleteC'est un poisson d'avril ??
Une moitié de visage !! Où !Où çà !
Vivement le moi de juillet !
One thousand kisses of France
Hmmm.. yes, admittedly my ears do still stick out! I have given Gadj a link to the teen-angst pic... and there is now a link on my Revelation post... just to show I'm not Danny La Rue's cousin...
ReplyDeleteBut Danny did have good legs....
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...and ginger hair!
ReplyDeleteThat's NOT GINGER... that's a rich mahogany toner...
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I'd post pictures of myself as a slip of a thing (the thing being my father and the slip being me) but I don't show up on silver emulsion fillum.
ReplyDeleteCrabbers, en art - comme en amour - l'instinct suffit. A billion kisses from the glorious Thames Valley. CLdeMP xxxxx
ReplyDeleteScarlet and Kev, I hope this isn't going to degenerate into a bickerfest. I simply don't know what's wrong with me tonight (and Scarl, I have texted you; please check your phone) but I feel antsy, restless. I just can't settle. I intend to push through until the wee hours and probably sing the Supremes songbook, starting with You Can't Hurry Love. Kev, I think I will email you. Please check your inbox. I need bolstering.
Scarlet-blue : Avertissement sur le contenu ...Qui disent !??
ReplyDeleteJ'ai pris connaissance de l'avertissement et je souhaite ...Bla ...Bla ...Bla !
Color cherry plum!!! Or Venetian an evening of mist!
Very ...Very... pretty!!
Scarlet, Crabbers is being kind. When he refers to Venetian Mist, he really means Frinton Fog, or even Smog O'er Dagenham, so don't get excited. Crabbers, please arrange for your outrageous compliments to be delivered DIRECT to Miss S Blue instead of using me as some sort of privatised sorting office.
ReplyDeleteOh! I am very confused,I go of this step there ;)
ReplyDeleteA billion kisses ! You are returned to the centuple !!!
Crabbers, you seem to understand English way, way better than my careful, and carefully composed, French! So, yeah, loads of kisses, and ...... errrm, actually, loads of kisses .... and loads more kisses, and I quite like this, I really, really like this, because this is a French guy reciprocating loads of kisses .... so Crabbers, I'm in. What you got?
ReplyDeleteAh, Mrs. Pouncer... turning 50 and feeling unsettled and antsy. It may be the horrid hormonal fluctuations...
ReplyDeleteI myself turned 51 this last February and am full swing into the hot flashes, restlessness and insomnia. Along with other womanly *delights* that result in anemia and stained clothing. Ugh.
But, on the other hand, my life in general is much improved over the past as I am rid of the great lump of a man who was my husband, I own my own home (well, the bank owns most... I think I have a few square feet in the hallway), have a reliable vehicle and wonderful family and friends.
What more could one ask for?
(Those French kisses sound pretty nice, though...)
Clarissa: to hear is to obey.
ReplyDelete(I'm not yet fifty and I've been having hot flashes, restlessness and insomnia for the best part of four decades.)