A funny thing happened to me recently.
But not really.
Someone asked me if Id enjoyed a particular art event I had recently attended.
What?! How did she know where I'd been??I
The reply?
The (dreaded) facebook page belonging to the gallery.
OH NO. It's like driving past a car crash. You know you shouldn't look, you know it will only lead to tears.... but before you can stop yourself you whip out your nearest device.
A marathon scrolling session starts only to conclude with a horrific finding.
Not ONE but THREE photos of yourself....ahhhhhhh
PHOTO NUMBER ONE: SIDE ON! (ergh)
PHOTO NUMBER TWO: EATING !!!!!!I (There is a reason why the royals never eat on their walkabouts)
PHOTO NUMBER THREE a bum view. (OH now the heading for this blog makes sense . Maybe......)
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Currently traumatised.
BUT
I am going to rise above it.
Tomorrow is another day and there is always suckie-in-underwear on sale somewhere in the world.
Meanwhile, I am just gonna put on my red shoes and dance.......
