![]() On reflection, we suspect probably not, due to being British and so spending our formative years drinking cider and eating chips, unlike the healthy Continental people who eat salad and go cycling. The mummies in the playground spend much time discussing if we ever had arses like those of the au pairs. I fear hipster bars are probably the new smoky jazz clubs anyway, now that smoking is banned everywhere.Īnyway, Simon might deny checking out the au pairs’ arses when he picks up the children, but he’s blatantly lying, it is impossible not to notice the au pairs’ arses. Sadly, the whisky was just part of a cocktail in a very wanky hipster bar. I did achieve the inappropriate skirt and the whisky, though. ![]() In lieu of smoky jazz clubs, Parisian garrets and unsuitable boys, Simon took me out for birthday tapas last night and I got a bit more drunk than I meant to. ![]()
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