Sunday, February 5, 2012

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Posted by dulwichmum on Thu 11 June 2009

Myself and darling man, James, are simply the perfect life partners (smirk); we hold so many basic principles in common…

My husband has always opted for quality over quantity (clearly), and therefore, even early in his career, he would opt for a basic luxury vehicle rather than a lesser jalopy accessorized with all of the bells and whistles.  Like me, he will never compromise on quality (smirk).

I would prefer to have a sparsely stocked bathroom cabinet, with few, high performance, luxury skin care products, than a profusion of shelves choc full of cheap, ineffective provisions.

Further rounds of redundancies and job losses have wreaked havoc here in leafy Dulwich. Signs of stress and strain are evident on many faces (those few still capable of motion). So very many people are being forced to pull in their belts (gulp).

Yesterday evening, when I returned from work, tiny Freya was waving goodbye to her chum, Olympia, who was being secured in her mother’s new Citreon Picasso. Katie’s eyes were swollen and red with tears.

“Whatever can be the matter” I enquired, touching her shoulder with a perfectly manicured hand (OPI Raja Ruby in case you were interested).

“The fairy tale is over for us”, sobbed Katie, “I can see no future for myself and Giles, our romance is dead”.

Apparently her smiling man has been leaving the house early and returning late each evening, so very stressed since the economic downturn. Relations dans le budoir have been cold for quite some time (the poor girl completely over-shared). In an effort to rekindle their love, Katie described how she had booked a room at The Berkeley (Claridges is soo down-market since Victoria Beckham befriended the Ramseys), for a surprise lunchtime rendezvous. She sent a text to summon her man and popped into the bathroom to slip into something slinky

When Katie heard Giles arrive, she skipped out of the bathroom to find that he had left the building! Apparently, instead of ordering Krug from room service, Giles had schlepped off in search of a local Tesco Metro to buy a bottle of Prosecco (OHMYGOD).

During the argument that followed, Giles added insult to injury by trying to insist that the couple stayed overnight to prolong their love fest and “get their money’s worth”!!! He went on to claim that they could have paid for a week in a Travelodge for the price of the room (I could hardly breathe when she told me). This damned recession is forcing so many to show their true colours.

“I have woken up to smell the coffee” wailed Katie,

“And found it is Mellow Birds” I continued.

Instant coffee is not for everyone.  This is one thing I can’t be sure they can make do and mend…

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