Waxtober 5

I looked down at this waxing, a few words ran through my head and I gave a snort of derision – pffft!! Oh, that’s ridiculous! I have no time for this nonsense, this is a binner! Mr S popped his head around the door and asked what I was chuntering about? I held up the […]

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Waxtober 4

Today’s waxing came out mostly purple. In my late teens/early 20’s, pretty much all of my wadrobe was purple. I remember spending a small fortune on a purple suede waistcoat with black leather trim, though I wouldn’t say it was wastrel elegance as it was worn to death, first by me then later by Mr […]

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