Right, that’s it. I have HAD it with nighties. In fact all bloody silly night dresses of all forms; wispy, silky, clinging, spaghetti-strapped, long cotton with pretty embroidery, delicate, immensely irritating bloody nighties. No more! They are just not safe night wear.
You see a couple of nights ago, Grace and I were woken by suspicious crashing noises coming from the garden. Grace leaps up and dashes for the back door with me on her tail, desperately flicking on all the lights in the flat.
Must have been one hell of a scary sight because silence now floods the garden. I am still standing clinging to the door, trying in vain to retain some dignity, when Grace trots back in. She pauses momentarily raising eyebrows at me then shakes her head as if to say ‘you just can’t get the staff these days’, and lopes off to bed.
Pyjamas are the way forward. In fact, due to having a terrible head cold the other weekend, I was too befuddled to pack a bag correctly and hence arrived to give an after dinner speech without the correct trousers (Gromit!) I ended up standing in front of 140 people to give a talk in my pyjama bottoms. Luckily they weren’t the fluffy ones or the ones with little love hearts on the arse but just saying. I couldn’t have done THAT in a nightie!
No one would have noticed either except that, after said talk and to calm myself I downed several glasses of ‘medicinal’ whisky and, all snotty nose and lozenge breath, leaned unsteadily into the handsome man on my right and hissed ‘Guess what…I am so easy to get into bed I am already in my pyjamas!’ before winking one gruesome red rimmed eye and blowing my nose in a come-hither kind of a way.
Oddly enough he wasn’t tempted but my point is that never nighties. Always pyjamas. Especially if one is in a sinking ship. Remember your first life saving instruction? Tie knots in your pj bottoms and blow them into a life vest (or life raft depending on the size of your pj’s of course… )
Whatever your night wear, thank you for patiently waiting for me to get my blog brain back in gear. I aim to keep my posts shorter but more regular from now on. After all we have a hell of a lot to catch up on! How have you all been?
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Lovely to see your charming and funny blog back on line! You conjure up some interesting images in this post xx
Lovely to read your blog again – you have a wonderful way with words and of creating scenarios that I can envisage myself in! xx
That wasn't Lodgeman – must be a blip in the system. Lindsay x
Oh wow I'm totally doomed. I wear a men's tank t-shirt to bed (what do you guys call those – it's an undershirt?). That would give any would-be intruders a heart attack. And be no help at all if I forgot my trousers!
Glad you're back 🙂
Not a monkeys uncle anymore!! Great blog. Totally agree about nightdresses. Haven't worn one for years mainly because they keep me awake. Well it is actually my spikey legs that keep me awake but in pyjama bottoms they are nicely covered up so I sleep much better!! Next time you hear a noise in the garden, please don't open the door – you never know who it might be. C x
haha great tip thanks – and i had forgotton the life raft possibilities of inflated pjs. x
Great to see you back again!! Your post made me smile, as usual..
Great words put together in a poetic fashion. Was a breeze to read. Hope to read much more in similar lines
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Hey y'all! Thanks so much for stopping by and I do apologise for the latemness of this 'ta much' comment from me! Have had a couple of minor problems with the site but seems fine now. Much love and more posts a-coming.
T x