No need to worry mum, Amanda always manages to turn it into a nice cottage pie, Spaghetti Bolognaise or apple crumble.
While I was away last week Amanda was steadily breaking in the bike - think I'll start calling her Rossi or Agostini (for those of you who remember). Hovever, the thought of the by-pass turns her into a quivering wreck so I drive her to the mecca we call Makro.
Can only get fish gristle in 25kg sacks so leave with just a tin-opener and a wooden spoon (oh, and a membership card).
After lunch we nip out to our local for an iced tea and discover the recently-opened hair salon next door. Amanda goes in for a quote and comes out 20 mins later looking like this! (for less than the price of the tea)
Honestly, give the poor girl a chance - too many new names to remember isn't good for one!
ReplyDeleteAnd thanks for that, I'm walking around this morning gagging at the thought of fish gristle yeuch.
Lookin' good Mrs, I like the picture - do they do house calls? I could do with a bit of a trim myself :-)
That's the point, I only went in for a trim - 6", piles of it on the floor !!! I've found the phrase book now but it's too late. Anyway, I like it today - much better for diving :)
ReplyDeleteAnd you have to remember, this is a nation of extremely, iron-flat, straight hair - my stylist was looking at mine with a mixture of awe and disbelief!!!!
ReplyDeleteOoh, they'd love me - someone once called my hair "wild" hmmm, not sure how to take that. Yours looks lovely though.
ReplyDeleteYou're braver than me too, I've been here over 3 years and still don't have the courage to go into the hairdressers.
How come you never looked this glam for me?
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