Sunday, 9 March 2014

For just over a fortnight now I've been taking a thrice daily dose of Hypericum perforatum better known as St Johns Wort, it's a herbal medicine for the treatment of mild depression, I wasn't depressed as such, just a bit fed-up, but since taking it, I have noticed a vast improvement to my well being. For instance, I've been answering those pesky international telephone calls in the style of Jayne Mansfield.







Second hand Rose!


Normally I wouldn't be seen dead rooting about inside a charity shop, but today I stopped and admired a fine window display at the Sue Ryder shop, I entered it and bought a Billy Bunter annual and a 500 pc jigsaw with a picture of the Laxey wheel/manx cat and tram all for £2.50 and I didn't even blush when I took them to the counter!



My maid of all work Carmen wants to know if there is going to be another Crimean war, would she have to wear a bustle. I thought she already did.

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  1. Half a pound, half a pound,
    Half a pound onward.
    All through the Charity Shop
    Strode Mitzi and Carmen!
    Theirs not to reason why,
    Theirs but to shop, or die!
    Into the Charity Shop
    Charged Mitzi and Carmen!

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    1. That was beautiful LX thank you. It's up there with Pam Ayres.

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  2. I find Jayne absolutely inspirational.

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  3. I find thrifting therapeutic. And right this very moment...right between where I am and Peenee is the location of where Jayne met her end on a foggy dark night...

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    1. I hope it was just an urban legend about her being decapitated. I would hate to think that a gentlemen of the road could have taken advantage of her headless corpse.

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    2. From what I know as an eye witness to the grisly scene...a semi-truck missed a sharp curve and was straddling the road. Jayne's car in the fog went under the cargo bed sheering off the windshield. It knocked her wig off that went flying backwards landing on the edge of the road. Her head was supposedly intact. Her children were with her.

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    3. That made me the unlucky commenter #13

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    4. Thanks for the info.Thank goodness it was only her wig that came off. Can you imagine if her head was seen rolling down the road by her children? They'd be scarred for life.

      "Unlucky for some 13" as they say at the bingo.

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  4. Thrice daily?!! Steady there.... or it won't be long before you're volunteering to be Lady Godiva at the summer fete... and being on the lead float in the procession up the High Street.
    Sx

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    1. I'm a great admirer of MC Beaton's historical novels and I remember Rose from the Golden Girls tried using the word thrice in a song about Miami and here it is.

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  5. I myself prefer my daily dosage of Prozac, Xanax, Valium, Amyl Nitrate and some other shit (white powder taken by nose)... it lifts me up delightfully after a black violent depression, and I'm singing and stroking kittens and being oh-so-polite to the staff.

    I would pay to see your Maid-of-no-Work, Carmen, wearing a bustle. As for the Billy Bunter 1967 annual, I am green with envy. I wonder what those boys' faces, grinning from ear to ear, with the caption "A Feast of Fun for Everyone" are really trying to tell us?

    I love charity shops... especially buying antique whalebone corsetry which is speckled with mould. It feels so erotic putting these items of clothing on, knowing that they were kept in wardrobes in working-class homes. Lovely.

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    1. Perhaps Billy Bunter makes himself available for gang bangs behind the bike sheds for a finger of fudge, and what a delightful spread the dinnerladies have put on for the boys, it wasn't like that at my school, we had to queue and empty our left overs into a slop bucket. That's the comprehensive system for you.

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  6. Darling Mitzi:

    Billy Bunter! Now that is a name to conjure with. What enlightened times they were with all those covert antics at Greyfriars School. And then there were Jennings and Derbyshire up to who knows what at Linbury Court, Tom Brown at Rugby, and we were always a trifle suspicious of Julian and Dick(!!) in the Famous Five along with the very questionable 'George'. We could continue, but will not, except to say that next week we are in Brighton [no internet] for a few days and will scour the charity shops to dish more dirt!

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    1. The Famous Five have just gathered to tea in Study No.1 in the Remove. There was cake for tea, and when Billy Bunter appeared in the doorway they naturally concluded that he had scented the cake. I haven't met Julian or Dick yet, they sound like a couple of nice boys. Back home to Blighty the weather has been fabulous here today, shorts and t-shirt weather! lets hope it lasts for your arrival.

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  7. Is it just me? or do some of those boys look like clones?
    Charity shops always provide good hunting grounds to an eye for a bargain, well done mitzi for facing one of your great phobias...
    And I think it wise of Carmen to be considering preparations for the return of the bustle... Panniers might not go astray either... think of all the charity shop booty one could camouflage.

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