60-something, whatever, no time as busy packing.
16.46 Phew, what a marathon, but at long last everything is pressed and folded in tissue paper and laid out on the spare bed. Hard work, but as my mother used to say, Pamela, if you pack properly you will never have to spend your holiday ironing (have packed travel iron just in case though). Have managed very nice capsule wardrobe with last summer’s basics plus a couple of extras from the Sales. Navy as the base colour (slimming) with a few touches of soft apricot. Have even found a turban that co-ordinates as sun wreaks havoc with my hair… oh my godfathers, my hair! My roots! Cannot go to Albufeira with roots showing, which they don’t now but hair will inevitably grow an inch while I’m snoozing on the plane – must phone Maison Kevin, I know it’s Friday but I’m a good customer and they will fit me in, I know they will.
16.48 Disaster. Total disaster. Kevin has swine flu and they’ve closed the salon as a precaution. Could get Colin to run me into town, if he were here, which he isn’t as he’s out ‘giving Roderick a hand with his lawnmower.’ Can’t go to Albufeira. Must go. Will spend entire holiday in turban. Will pretend have earache.
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Friday, 22 January 2010
Sunday, 3 January 2010
Scales in bin. Will start again when Christmas cake finished.
3.17 a.m. Woke up suddenly when C. stopped snoring – but still breathing. In the silence I can hear Bridget’s biological clock ticking. Will have to rely on James for grandchildren.
3.18 a.m. What if he’s gay? All these girlfriends just a cover for his true nature. Is that what Una meant when she said ‘how lovely it is to see how fond James is of his mother’? Thank God am not enduring non-stop Una in Albufeira.
11.30 a.m. Spent morning being devoted, made shortbread to have with morning coffee. C. said ‘what no gingernuts?’ Then demanded packed lunch as is going out with new friend Roderick from golf club. Meeting in Kingsford Woods for male bonding round camp fire, latest thing apparently. Staying out all night may be involved, also nudity.
11.31 a.m. All night? Nudity?
11.32 a.m. Must buy new swimsuit for Albufeira.
3.17 a.m. Woke up suddenly when C. stopped snoring – but still breathing. In the silence I can hear Bridget’s biological clock ticking. Will have to rely on James for grandchildren.
3.18 a.m. What if he’s gay? All these girlfriends just a cover for his true nature. Is that what Una meant when she said ‘how lovely it is to see how fond James is of his mother’? Thank God am not enduring non-stop Una in Albufeira.
11.30 a.m. Spent morning being devoted, made shortbread to have with morning coffee. C. said ‘what no gingernuts?’ Then demanded packed lunch as is going out with new friend Roderick from golf club. Meeting in Kingsford Woods for male bonding round camp fire, latest thing apparently. Staying out all night may be involved, also nudity.
11.31 a.m. All night? Nudity?
11.32 a.m. Must buy new swimsuit for Albufeira.
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