If I were able to keep my focus on the puzzle section, all would be well, but somehow I always end up reading the rest of the 'Weekend' section. It's not for folk like me. I choose my wine by price, not vineyard, I don't have the wherewithal to take a trip up the Amazon and find it hard to believe that a bronze sculpture of a 'scenting hound' is the perfect gift for anyone (a snip at £250!). Much of the content makes me cross, partly through envy, I'll confess, but mostly because it's all so - I don't know - pointless. I shouldn't read it, I know, but I do, even though it makes me grind my teeth.
This week, the paper surpassed itself, when it devoted 30 column inches plus pictures to the thorny topic of walking in stilettos. You can, apparently, attend a workshop on this crucial life skill for £20 - and if that's not enough, gents can pay £50 to learn how to escort women who wear such shoes. The article concludes: 'Once you can walk in high heels the world is your oyster.'
|No stiletto heels in my wardrobe|
Jeeze ..... Calm down & av a gin luvReplyDelete
Apparently the reason why men like stilettos is that it gives great shape to the calf and ankle, makes your bum stick out provocatively and you can't run away when chased! Do you think 54 is too late to start wearing high heels? I wonder.ReplyDelete
Elaine, it's never too late - but do you really want to? Think of your knees!Delete