The Heater, The Baker and the Baby Hat Maker...

Ok - so my Husband Francis and I went to Kimmels and Paul's for coffee, kuir and DVDs and it
was there in the presence of friends that I made one of my biggest,
blondest blunders...

I walked down the passage and noticed that Kim had a new Heater - it
was awesome, kinda shaped like a calabash. I didn't say anything but I
thought it. I thought it and that was enough.

After fresh hot scones and bittersweet coffee we watched a tense DVD
called "No way up" I say tense because it made me nip so badly that I
crocheted ten lines of my big baby blanket (I normally do about 5
lines a night) I was in fast forward mode (it might've been the
coffee) I think I'm still reeling from the aftershock of the coffee
(las coca-eina if you ask me) and it has even affected my blogging
skills (as you can tell from all the bracketed 'asides') Anyways...

SO there we are, high on coffee, covered in the desiccated remains of
8 unsuspecting scones, nipping to the soundtrack of a low budget movie
while I feverishly crotchet in fast-forward - in the midst of all this
drama I turn my big blues across to the 'heater' and open my mouth to
comment before I realise with the clarity that comes after a 'Blonde
Ambisie' Moment...

The Heater...was not a heater...it was.... wait for it...

A LG computer screen turned on its front. Screen down on the floor.

I gagged, I spluttered and then I burst out in shamefaced laughter.
Admitted it all and we laughed like hyenas (that coffee has a kick as
all Paul Swan induced coffee-highs do)

The funniest was when Kimmelescence in all her spluttering, recalled a
comment I had made earlier about a Dr Khan that I went to - he has a
pronounced lisp and had told me that I was "A very Th-ick lady") Kim
found it hysterical that he was right....

egh.

Gotta love me!

Sands x