Yey! I am so pleased at the amount of people who rose to Kev's challenge to wear a hat and put their real face on the blog. It is so refreshing and nice to see everyone.
Some of you look Soooooooooooooo stylish too. I DID want to wear something stylish.
But apart from the one in the picture, and the collander (didn't flatter) and the unfortunate experience when trying on the saucepan............... Oh I know. Still the Doctor in A & E gave me a sticker and certificate for being the oldest (sober) person to ever have had a copper bottomed milk pan stuck to me bonce. So that's another thing to stick on me CV.
Hubby has a very nice black suede cowboy hat somewhere. "where's your cowboy hat" I asked him. He took his head out of the tumble dryer for a moment. No he wasn't doing laundry he was just cold. "Mmmmmmm, understairs cupboard I think" he said.
So we approached the cupboard gingerly (otherwise known as the glory hole) and opened the door very gently. "Can yer see it" I whispered, he shook his head.
So we closed the door and crept away. We couldn't risk upsetting the very carefully stacked pile of cr*p in there. It might have fallen on us and trust me, I can't show me face at A & E for at least another six months or until I grow a beard, whichever is soonest.
I promise if I DO grow a beard that I'll post another picture. Yes, I'm joking. I had to shave for this one, and once a year is enough.
Anyhoo, as I said in the title. Hats off to you all. You're a brilliant if somewhat disturbed bunch and I luv Ya!!!!!!
