Saturday, 2 October 2010

Half a century, makes a girl think....

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One of Miss Munroe's classic phrases from some like it hot. Except she said quarter of a century, and she was dressed in black satin with wonderful pointy breasts, not slouching in some deeply unattractive old pyjamas, with body parts somewhat gravity challenged....
I digress. The half way mark, so to speak is...interesting, its all downhill as far as cells go, in fact I think I read somewhere that you've had in that department from about 21. O dear. What is the point of it all, why are we here, other assorted questions regarding time, space, Ikea etc.
Putting deeper questions to one side, small dusty box for the moment, I must celebrate the fact that I was fifty, still am, and we had a very good fete to pin time to.
In fact I actually became 50 years of age (on the 2nd) around the time Ezra put the event firmly into our minds for ever by cannoning into metal bench outside, and cutting his knee open.
Quite a bit of flapping, (mainly by me), emergency services quizzing, crowd of kids saying things like blimey in French, and poor white faced Ezra....Mark drove him to Carca hopital, and I swam 170 lenghts in feezing swimming pool water to clarify my mind.
Not really, went round like crazed teenager drinking dregs of other peoples wine in attempt to get back into party spirit which Mark had said must be done.
he was right, stiff upper lip, hokey cokey etc, actually we didn't do afore mentioned ancient English country dance, but my spirit was re-ignited and rest of eve was fab.
Would have put photos up but blogger would not perform, so small film of rendition of Muddy Waters favourite, probably not how he would have done it.
And my mojo had well and truly buggered off to do a bit of shopping this morning, slight hangover, erhem, one thinks one could find the off switch when one reaches this age.
Thanks fpr all beautiul presents and cards folks. Flower arrangements, Roses, plants, artworks, Jack Daniels, fancy wine, composition, tree, chocs, beads, super bath stuff, vachement excellent carnaval of Limoux bag, and complicated and wonderful present from Debs.
Stan ruined the presentation of it slightly by striding into the kitchen with 2 massive bags of fertilizer, throwing them to the floor and saying something like 'madame, I bring you, with instruction from my lovely wife, two bags of finest horse defecation" use the Stan Adler tranlation button on your ordi to reveal the true parole.
That was the part of the present concerning the fifty onwards years, fertilizing the future...
The other parts concerned olive oil, body lotion, chocolate and soap. Think we should make it into an opera, to be be performed at the next big B.

1 comment:

  1. it was a brill do and Im so glad that Ezra is ok. Wonder what hes got lined up for your 100th...

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