Yes Jimmy, I spent the season with Madam Ex, and his new "host." His new LADY friend has enough handbag to support the style he grew up with back in SA. Having to wait till 10.20pm for my dinner didn't help my mood, while they chortled over his idea for a new hygeine product, the "wank poncho."
In other news, my brother has become a punk at the age of 36, and the mantle of Madam Pompadour has been taken over by my dear old ma, who dreams of a world tour of care homes. Better be careful she isn't mistaken for a resident of Shady Pines and forcibly medicated, not that she would mind. Magic mushrooms at 58, I ask you.
Love to all my readers.
Kleverkloggs and the dustbunnies.
3 comments:
10:20pm? That's outrageous. It all sounds as if your family are heading for a meltdown.
This is good news in one way, as it makes you look the most together one of the bunch, which can't be a bad thing.
Season's greeting KK, look forward to more tales of dysfunction in the new year. Still love the blog!
I think I love you, but what am I so afraid of...
Such a beautful tree...wish I'd had one like that when it was the right time for it!
I'm a sefefrican but I don't make my guests wait for their hunger to be seen to.
Happy belated Xmas and New Year
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