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The collected opinions of an august and aristocratic personage who, despite her body having succumbed to the ravages of time, yet retains the keen intellect, mordant wit and utter want of tact for which she was so universally lauded in her younger days. Being of a generation unequal to the mysterious demands of the computing device, Lady Bracknell relies on the good offices of her Editor for assistance with the technological aspects of her journal.

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Friday, November 10, 2006

So near, and yet so far...

The milliner - whose health is very much improved, thanks for asking - has just left.

Unfortunately, she has left with The Hat.

The Hat is currently too small. It is to be taken away and placed on something called "the stretcher" overnight, before being returned tomorrow evening by which time, it is to be hoped, it will mysteriously have gained a slightly more ample crown measurement.

Still, at least we have the partial comfort of knowing that the colour is an excellent match for The Outfit.

Despite the milliner's solemn promises that The Hat will fit tomorrow, my hat hysteria is mounting to epic proportions.

The Editor
PS The Hat is extremely beautiful.

3 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

What is this Hat made of, may I ask?

10:11 am  
Blogger The Gorse Fox said...

The Gorse Fox observes that it is probably better that the hat is put on a stretcher, as opposed to her Ladyship's hed being put in a shrinker.
(But he is havings a strange day)

10:52 am  
Blogger Mary said...

Eek!

I'm sure everything will be marvellous. Better to get all the hiccups out of the way before the day. Or something.

*tries to sound reassuring*

12:11 pm  

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