I saw a really old wrinkled lady buying Number 7's protect and perfect serum. This made me think for ages. Like, is it worth using that now? But then, well, you don't want any more wrinkles. Though there is nowhere else they could fit on her face...
On Good Friday my brother Jamie came home from uni for the weekend. As a whole family we went out for dinner. My favourite sentence was Jamie struggling to read 'hor d'ourves.'
Jamie: Hor ... hor.. hmm.
Me: *pronouncing it for him* y'know...starter
Jamie: I think you'l find the whore comes after the meal.
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