They are all lovely things. Sadly, I cannot wear hats because even the nicest ones make me look either demented or a district nurse but I shall do my best to keep the letter writing, afternoon tea and manners going.
I'm probably too old fashioned for my own good. I always hold doors for girls, always offer to pay for dates on the rare occasions I ever go on them, I sometimes stand when people are entering or leaving a room which people find slightly weird and I know when to say my pleases and thank yous. I suppose that's all just trying to be well mannered and other than that I may not be very old fashioned at all. Unless you count listening to tapes and watching movies on VHS! Oh yeah and I also like to go for a good walk or dive on a Sunday afternoon... although more often than not I end up at Tesco :)
Was there ever such a thing as Ponds Vanishing Cream, or did I dream it? I seem to recall finding some in the bathroom cupboard when I was small, and being intensely interested in its potential uses.
Thanks for the verification, Fanny. [Apologises to own memory for doubting it.]
I don't know what it makes vanish, either - itself, presumably, given its disappearance from the market. I was too scared to apply it, lest its mystery effects were irreversible. Besides, there were my dad's aftershaves to play with.
It occurs to me that you could combine the hat, gloves, manners, dances, afternoon tea, AND stepping out by attending a regular soiree (pretend there's an accent there)!
Then you could write thankyou letters.
Clearly, the answer to EVERYTHING is the soiree.
And for those of us who are so inclined, a soiree is also a perfect occasion for a fascinator if the hat option did not suit.
Also, noone looks out of place holding a door open or standing up to greet and farewell at a soiree (to the extent you can look out of place doing those things in any event).
Yes, letters, hand-written letters. I try and try and there's no reciprocity. I’ve come to accept that genuine written correspondence between people these days—and I mean that kind of traditional communication where two persons actually write to each other with something to say—is difficult in this time because we live on a planet that moves at, literally, the speed of light. Text messaging, voicemail, the cell phone, they’ve all taken the place of a good old communiqué to a confidant. Come to think of it, confidants are also pretty much obsolete.
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Maybe you could make do with a fascinator...
Men who know how to make a lady swoon.
I like good manners. You can come again.
B - yes, lipstick all the time and costumes instead of suits and men who kiss you on the hand.
Cloudy - definitely. I've just ordered some wool to knit myself some lace ones. We'll see how this turns out...
Nick - it's true!
Thanks for the verification, Fanny. [Apologises to own memory for doubting it.]
I don't know what it makes vanish, either - itself, presumably, given its disappearance from the market. I was too scared to apply it, lest its mystery effects were irreversible. Besides, there were my dad's aftershaves to play with.
Ta!
I've noticed that the Ponds site gives nothing away about the uses of the mysterious cream. Which is as it should be.
It occurs to me that you could combine the hat, gloves, manners, dances, afternoon tea, AND stepping out by attending a regular soiree (pretend there's an accent there)!
Then you could write thankyou letters.
Clearly, the answer to EVERYTHING is the soiree.
And for those of us who are so inclined, a soiree is also a perfect occasion for a fascinator if the hat option did not suit.
Also, noone looks out of place holding a door open or standing up to greet and farewell at a soiree (to the extent you can look out of place doing those things in any event).
;)
With cigarette holders!
A Soirée sounds heavenly, although Belfast might be a bit far to go. I'll have a look for one here though...
Yes, letters, hand-written letters. I try and try and there's no reciprocity. I’ve come to accept that genuine written correspondence between people these days—and I mean that kind of traditional communication where two persons actually write to each other with something to say—is difficult in this time because we live on a planet that moves at, literally, the speed of light. Text messaging, voicemail, the cell phone, they’ve all taken the place of a good old communiqué to a confidant. Come to think of it, confidants are also pretty much obsolete.