Friends, followers and occasional lurkers… Lend me your oreilles!
Sadly I must leave you for a few days. I have been summoned to my old convent where, according to the Sisters Bernadette and Marie-Claude, there is only limited internet access. I’m not likely to be going on any dates either, that is, unless Pere Jacques comes up trumps, and that’s hardly likely since the randy old goat must be 95 by now. If I’d had the foresight, I would have bought some of this, desperate as I am, but I didn’t. Anyway, if I can sneak out of matins and get me to a computer, I shall inform you if there’s any new priestly totty.
The sisters aren’t happy with my behaviour; they were trying to buy some new wimples on line when they came across my blog and recognised me immediately; they say I have let the order down with my illustrations and pics. Although, as far as I'm concerned, that feat of engineering looks like something Opus Dei might be interested in, in a kind of a self flagellatory way. Add one of these, possibly in black, and you’ve got all you need – two items of torture. So, I really don’t know what the Sisters are objecting to; it’s all pretty much of a muchness, a mon avis.
Ugh, black is just not my colour.
And then I’ll come back and start all over again ;), because I haven't gotten round to spilling the haricots verts about Laurie yet. Mmm. Lush.