Tuesday, 8 December 2009

Claim to fame (and a tenuous one at that)

Day 16 - and we're past the half-way mark

Some reminiscing today, since 'tis the season to be merry - although some people seem to have lost their sense of humour entirely... now there's an idea for a Xmas present:

"Oh darling, just what I wanted! Parfum du Bonne Humour! How did you know?"

"Well," he says meekly, hiding the stump of his left arm behind his back as he goes to kiss his beloved under the mistletoe, "I just thought you were a little vicious the other evening and could do with some light-heartedness in your life..."

Anyway, I digress. So, a claim to fame you ask? Well, did you know that LCM attended her ante-natal classes when expecting Mr Man not only in the company of a very well-known British newsreader (who was v v v funny and a really great storyteller, as you would hope with a journalist), but also a supermodel? Aha! Gotcha. You didn't. But it is true. The lovely Christine Hill who ran the classes (and still does) was recommended to me by Top Girlfriend (aka the one who introduced me to Other Half and hence gets blamed for rather a lot), and was by far one of the best pieces of advice I have ever been given.

So whilst I can reminisce about such times and pretend that some of the supermodel's glamorous lifestyle rubbed off on me (it didn't), I can state for the record that I have sat next to one of the most beautiful women in the world and spoken to her and exchanged notes about respective pregnancies (mainly regarding whether we would try to bring our kids up as bi-lingual - I am sure she has been far more successful than me in this respect) and felt almost totally unfazed by it all. Almost.

And she was not wearing a scrap of makeup, ever.
And had the most amazing bone structure.
And she was really down-to-earth and easy to talk to.
And was smart and savvy and cool, all at the same time.

And she nicked the name for her son off one of the other girls.

Well, that's what we all decided as she never invited us round for tea after all.

3 comments:

  1. Can you send some of that perfume my way? Not for me, you understand... No, for 'a friend'.

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  2. How can you name-drop without the names??
    Don't you just hate women who look good without a scrap of make-up? Must make life so much quicker in the mornings.
    Don't suppose they make an aftershave in the same range. Hubby's been a bit grumpy lately.

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  3. Wot, no tea invite? That undoes all the other good work she put in.

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