Well then I slunk deep into the bubbly depths and turned my attention to Len. He is my favourite judge on Strictly Come Dancing and I knew that man had a way with words. There's not too many men I would share my bath with I can tell you! The last time I had a bath I shared it with a midwife telling me of her East End of London exploits in the 1950's, she had a way with words too, but the London accent didn't stay with me for too long that time. Cor blimey Muvver!
Anyway, back to Len, he's only just told me a bit about how he actually got to be a judge on Strictly, as we in the know like to call it. The face pack got far too itchy for me to listen to him for much longer. Mind you me darlin's he did make me titter! I have now told him to wait by my bedside so he can join me in my bed tonight. I shall wind me weary way up them apple and pears with a renewed vigour, hoping that he will lull me to sleep with more titters and entertaining words. Mind you, what if I dream in London, already I can hear myself thinking in London...he has a lovely voice, and is a great teacher. Just look at the way he gets Claudia (did you know her mother is Eve Pollard?)to follow the steps on It Takes Two!
Right, I just had to share this with you, time to go and write out my Christmas cards....later....oh and Barry....I miss you xxxx
ETA: I got some gorgeous fresh eggs from my beauticians yesterday, I must photograph them, all uneven and different colours! Does anyone else get their eggs from their beauticians?