Magic Tights
Today was the day of the annual anniversary mass for GASP's father and sister. It was unusual in that it was in a bank holiday but every year MIL gets pipped a the post for the Sunday closest to the actual date, having tried to book it earlier in the year and been advised by the priest to leave it awhile !The seven dwarfs were all there and my four inch heels only added to their shortness. I looked great if I say so myself having lost 8 pounds and put on a pair of "magic" tights under a Gok approved wrap dress . When I say "magic" they apparently lifted my bum, smoothed my tum, embraced my hips and toned my thighs.....MAGIC indeed !I had dressed the baby in a new tracksuit ( no not the mini NIKE type ) but the trousers were far too long ( he has the dwarfs legs) so I changed the trousers on GASP'S suggestion.GASP ( in a moment of complete and other fashion madness) wanted to leave the green and white top on with the brown cord trousers. I knew that merely pointing out they did not match would not be enough ( in fact it would encourage him not to change the child) so suggested that I wanted the new top to stay with the new trousers and would put on a couple of hand me downs. GASP loves hand me downs so immediately agreed so a cream top and brown sweater meant that the baby was fashiontastic and GASP was completely unaware that he had been duped.
After the ceremony we all went back to MIL's and she had prepared rashers, sausages, and black and white pudding for a multitude ( she is a mother of 12 !) and cooked eggs to order. This was served with brown bread and gallons of tea and at last count I reckon 15 adults and 11 kids were fed and watered. This was followed by slices of my Victoria Sandwich bound with strawberry jam and vanilla butter cream. More tea was made for the purposes of wetting the whistles of the seven dwarfs before the told stories, slagged each other off, gossiped and made plans for the twin dwarfs
40th's in March. Unfortunately my "magic" tights could not survive my attaching them to the velcro tab on the babies changing mat and now have a set of holes on the knee. The thing about "magic" tights is that the word " magic" can be replaced by the word " expensive", but as darning is not out of fashion, I will just have to purchase another pair. They'd better come with the same box of tricks!
After the ceremony we all went back to MIL's and she had prepared rashers, sausages, and black and white pudding for a multitude ( she is a mother of 12 !) and cooked eggs to order. This was served with brown bread and gallons of tea and at last count I reckon 15 adults and 11 kids were fed and watered. This was followed by slices of my Victoria Sandwich bound with strawberry jam and vanilla butter cream. More tea was made for the purposes of wetting the whistles of the seven dwarfs before the told stories, slagged each other off, gossiped and made plans for the twin dwarfs
40th's in March. Unfortunately my "magic" tights could not survive my attaching them to the velcro tab on the babies changing mat and now have a set of holes on the knee. The thing about "magic" tights is that the word " magic" can be replaced by the word " expensive", but as darning is not out of fashion, I will just have to purchase another pair. They'd better come with the same box of tricks!
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