Ms Beaufoix is not available.
She has exploded.
Normal blogging may resume tomorrow.
Drunken blogging may even resume tonight – which isn’t particularly a bad thing as Ms Beaufoix’s drunken blogging is on occasion quite deep and meaningful. On other occasions it is not, and involves the words burble, parsnip and hyperbole, but tonight it might be a golden droplet of honeyed prose seemingly shaped by the lips of a wise and beautiful angel.
But it might not be…
December 11th, 2009 at 2:18 pm
Oooh! Have a fun, drunken time tonight!!!! Drink a few for me, okay?!
December 12th, 2009 at 2:58 am
I did hon. Vodka ok? x
December 12th, 2009 at 1:38 am
You obviously didn’t write that post *after* our evening out at the local Indian restaurant as it does seem to make sense, which would not have been the case after your vodka consumption!
Mwah ha ha!
Don’t you just love me.
PS You’d better be round here for 10.30am -sharpish today!
December 12th, 2009 at 3:00 am
I only had four Rosie. I was a little tipsy though ;D And the scary taxi driver actually spoke to me after you two got out. I am so lucky.
December 13th, 2009 at 11:18 am
It was nearly 10.30 sharp. And I blame my Mum. She phoned just as we were leaving.
December 13th, 2009 at 1:21 pm
It would be a sight to behold you tipsy. I bet you are very funny. I am not. I am merely wobbly.