Tuesday, May 22, 2012

title pic Over the limit

Posted by dulwichmum on Sat 8 December 2007

I find my own sense of humour terribly entertaining when I have had too much to drink. I know my limit, just one glass of Krug and I must stop – no I really must. I can drink half a bottle of Chablis on a daily basis, but only ever one glass of Champagne.

The other night at James’ Christmas party for example, I had two glasses of Champagne and I became terribly giddy. James always says that I get a twinkle in my eye, and he can sense when I am going to cause trouble…

I was introduced to the new, substantially younger, Japanese second wife (grrr) of James’ much older German work colleague Martin. She appeared frightfully self assured with her svelte doll sized proportions and raven hair, but James’ Christmas party was my show…

How do you do,” I purred.

How do you find household staff in the UK?,” she barked abruptly (what a very strange way to open a conversation!).

Why? are you looking for work?” I replied innocently.

OHMYGOD. I am so lucky that she didn’t scratch my eyes out! Oh how I laughed, as her husband wrestled her out of the marquee. I really shouldn’t drink at all…ever.

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