Claims this was her walk today, but it's not cold enough for frost
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It was frosty when I woke up.Claims this was her walk today, but it's not cold enough for frostView attachment 1939632
This is brilliant, laughed so muchAN UPDATE FROM THE BEACH HOUSE
Man Cave Night - Chapter II
We all awoke from our afternoon nap with a jolt! @Wophie had covertly set an alarm for 4:30pm, commandeered the Bluetooth speakers AGAIN and decided that Taylor Swift’s ‘Willow’ would be a rather fitting song to play given tonight’s special event.
I’m begging for you to take my hand
@Oops... immediately sprang into action preparing a variety of cocktails, while the rest of the guests stretched and rubbed the sleep from their eyes.
Nobody was hungry, we’d already eaten so much delicious food and Man Cave Night would be starting in a mere three and a half hour’s time.
We were all sitting in the living room talking, when a sudden gust of northerly wind caused our heads to spin towards the back door - the unmistakable scent of Penhaligon’s Highgrove Bouquet could only belong to one person that we knew of.
Elsie was clearly lurking somewhere on the property, but why was she here … and how did she find us?
Master Midnight already had the local police on the phone and before he had the chance to hang up, The Beach House was surrounded - the orange, sweaty, dishevelled, hot mess of a woman looked like she’d been dragged through a hedge backwards when she was apprehended hiding behind one of the old white gum trees in the bushland behind the The Beach House. Of course she was wearing a stained Erdem dress that was two sizes too small and her dry frizzy hair could easily be considered a fire hazard.
Senior Sergeant Vigil Antie escorted Elsie, and the broomstick she was holding, to his patrol car and unceremoniously shoved her into the back seat, while informing her that she would be on the first flight back to Heathrow at her own expense.
As they drove off down the private road we could hear her shrieking “Don’t you know who I am!”.
Once the red tail lights of the police cars disappeared from view, we all exhaled and returned to the air conditioned comfort inside.
Poor Alistair looked awfully pale. The little man was as white as a sheet, he couldn’t stop shaking and he kept repeating the same six words over and over like a mantra … “Please don’t make me go back.”. @Namima and @Milking Keynes consoled him and @happyforest encouraged him to sit down and breathe, which seemed to help. He quickly perked up when @Miscanthus presented him with one of Oops’ famous gin martinis and mentioned that there were some appetising left overs from lunch in the fridge.
Following the unexpected visit from The Drunken Turnip and the local constabulary, we started getting ourselves ready for the big night. Most of us decided on a natural look - a swipe of mascara, a little blush, lip balm and clean hair to complement our freshly washed and pressed white cotton nighties (pyjamas for @Hunevoque2, who refuses to wear nighties as she inevitably gets her legs tangled up in them).
By 7:30pm, we couldn’t help glancing at the £1.00 clock on the kitchen wall every few minutes, anticipating the most exciting night of the summer.
It was still a balmy 26°c outside when Alistair rang the bell at 7:50pm, signalling that it was time for us to gather ourselves and assemble on the foreshore.
Several guests had not chosen a man crush for Man Cave Night, so a luxury cruise out onto the bay had been organised for them - @CallMeHollywood, @uhhuhyeahok, @Rachy24881, @Yungone, @Alleykat, @Jessica.d, @Faisgaffe, @katiesmith81, @Maisie doats, @rosieposie16, @Graciewoo, @Maybeme, @MissPiggy44, @Queenofsaigon, @Lola.Petra and @helenmoorhouse boarded the yacht that was anchored at the end of the pier, and the rest of us waved goodbye to them as they sailed out towards the horizon.
I wish I could tell you that those of us participating in Man Cave Night made the short journey down to the beach in a very calm and dignified manner, but that wasn’t the case - we hoiked up our long white cotton nighties and sprinted down to the sand like Usain Bolt. Once there, out of breath and panting, we could see forty one canoes equipped with lanterns bobbing up and down in the shallows.
We were each handed a white silk blindfold by Alistair and he instructed us to put them on.
Giddy with a combination of nerves and euphoria we paced back and forth on the still warm sand, occasionally bumping into one another and laughing because we just couldn’t help it.
It was relatively quiet on the foreshore when the booming sound of a gong echoed in the twilight, this could only mean one thing … our man crushes would finally be joining us!
Stay tuned for Chapter III
Oh ok hun, note to self, look out of the windowIt was frosty when I woke up.
I officially died one minute ago! Thank you SO muchJust going to leave this here.
I couldn't get 'speak no evil' so replaced it with 'smell no evil'.
Sorry to anyone that uses these gadgets but I just couldn't let his moment pass without some sort of record.
I put the monkeys in for anyone that didn't get it.
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She also claims no make-up AND YET I can see eye liner and mascara...I absolutely know you can too btw! She believes her own rumptwaddle though and that’s all that matters...Claims this was her walk today, but it's not cold enough for frostView attachment 1939632
There was a frost in Hampshire this morning. I can't speak for Northamptonshire as it's Spring there.Claims this was her walk today, but it's not cold enough for frostView attachment 1939632
I too am in Hampshire, twas proper frosty when I awokeThere was a frost in Hampshire this morning. I can't speak for Northamptonshire as it's Spring there.
This is because she has applied her fake tan and then wedged the trotters into those flat monstrosities and sweated the tan off before its developedTRIGGER WARNING : LYDIA'S TROTTERS
Omg the (feet) posing in the Karen Millen reel is hilarious !!!
The squashed feet.
The battered tan Manolos make her UK size 5 shoe look like a size 10 shoe.
The half- tanned feet ... not enough tan to cover the toes ???
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Point point tippy toes point point stomp stomp
The last dress is such an odd length.
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God does she ever just leave her hair ALONE? It’s fucked because she’s constantly coating it in tit , bleaching what’s left of it and then heating it.Why is she glaring at me first of all secondly find it weird a couple are on a walk and don’t hold hands or hold his arm or walk next to eachother it’s like they’re on different walks but awkwardly close to eachother also can’t claim to be ‘natural’ when you’ve had your lips painted on n your brows along w filler View attachment 1939724
Yes they are always so far apart.Why is she glaring at me first of all secondly find it weird a couple are on a walk and don’t hold hands or hold his arm or walk next to eachother it’s like they’re on different walks but awkwardly close to eachother also can’t claim to be ‘natural’ when you’ve had your lips painted on n your brows along w filler View attachment 1939724
Do Aldi s pals ever mention how he puts up with the lazy moo?How do you know?! I work with his best friend(s) and have done for years.
Oh, she loves herself soooo much, she probably thinks she is cute AF.Why is she glaring at me first of all secondly find it weird a couple are on a walk and don’t hold hands or hold his arm or walk next to eachother it’s like they’re on different walks but awkwardly close to eachother also can’t claim to be ‘natural’ when you’ve had your lips painted on n your brows along w filler View attachment 1939724
Mmm strange as I live not too far and I must admit there was zero frost. Yes, it was super cold at 6am when I was about to get in the pool for swimming training.Claims this was her walk today, but it's not cold enough for frostView attachment 1939632
Completely agree! These field jackets are not great for a cold dog walk. I wear my north face puffer or north face parka to walk my dog, a field jacket just wouldnt cut the mustard. They dont even look that nice anyway so I just dont get itYes they are always so far apart.
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And honestly I can’t understand why they don’t just wear cute puffer jackets and winter boots on these walks?
Why always dressed like some hunting people in thin old man coats with 16 “baselayers beneath? These field and shooting jacket colors wash them out and age them terribly.
They actually look better and younger in clothes like this… in addition to this just being a warmer way to dress for a cold winter walk. Maybe it’s just me living in the US in a cold climate but when we go for walks… we dress for winter in puffer coats not thin wool hunting gear.
PS I think this pic is from when Nicky did her color… looks so much healthier!
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