Dear Lucy, I had a most terrible and thrilling thought this week. What if there were no more lists? What if I stopped making lists? I immediately want to make a list of all the lists I could stop making. I don’t. The list of lists I’m making is the list to end all lists. This list-lessContinue reading “List-less”
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Mrs Bennett
Dear Lucy, I wanted to tell you about my recent visit from Mrs Bennett from Pride and Prejudice. I saw she’d become a Dating Coach and my interest was piqued. It was pricey having her to come and live with me (essential to her way of working) but how could I resist. Things however tookContinue reading “Mrs Bennett”
Paying on a date
Dear Lucy, I was on a lunch date recently, and the gentleman I was with wanted to pay. Women aren’t supposed to pay on dates, I know, but I’m not like other women. I don’t know how to not pay, like I don’t know how to play Lacrosse. And men know I can’t play Lacrosse,Continue reading “Paying on a date”
See a penny
Dear Lucy, I do believe I have a legacy, but I’m afraid no-one will know it was me who left it. It’s not necessarily that I want to be remembered, I just don’t want to be forgotten, and this could my ticket. So here’s what it is. I made up a second part to ‘SeeContinue reading “See a penny”
Microwave Masterchef
Dear Lucy, The other day I was preparing my dinner – a ready meal of Thai Green Curry – and guess who was there in my kitchen, judging my every move? Yes! John and Greg from MasterChef. I felt nervous under their critical gaze, but think I did myself proud. Greg was impressed – forContinue reading “Microwave Masterchef”
Purple Sock
Dear Lucy, I can’t find my husband. I’ve looked everywhere you can imagine. As you know, it’s not like me to lose something. I did find something whilst looking though. A purple sock. It was in a duvet cover, rammed right into the corner. After the initial excitement of finding it, it made me want to cry. SomehowContinue reading “Purple Sock”
Scarf vs Shoes
Dear Lucy, The other day on the tube, I caught a man staring at the scarf wrapped around my neck. So I immediately I started staring back – at his shoes, neatly wrapped around his feet. I soon regretted choosing his shoes as it meant I would have to break my stare to check if heContinue reading “Scarf vs Shoes”
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