tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4121356179610263775.post4822872876237773863..comments2023-06-12T15:33:54.821+01:00Comments on Drunk Mummy: Falling Between Two StoolsDrunk Mummyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12416146729096629298noreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4121356179610263775.post-51438981134398478422007-04-26T21:10:00.000+01:002007-04-26T21:10:00.000+01:00Secretary - I can just imagined you sipping your p...Secretary - I can just imagined you sipping your pink gin - you don't own a yacht as well, do you?<BR/><BR/>M&M - Do you suppose one poison in another means they cancel each other out - in the way that two negatives make a positive? Just hoping......<BR/>I think you may have hit the nail on the head with the blog-lit - all things to all people!<BR/><BR/>Pig - If you find any wine-goggles on the cross-Channel ferry, get me a couple of pairs - I know a few women who need them in order to sleep with their grotesque but wealthy husbands.<BR/><BR/>Dulwich Mum - as always, your optimistic outlook is an inspiration to us all (or is it too much Chablis?)<BR/><BR/>Spymum - I fear for your sex life. Have you been drooling over Mr Titchmarsh yet? If not, then there may be some hope for you yet.<BR/><BR/>Debio - I am glad, it means you have not fallen fully into the demographic of the hen-lit target audience.<BR/>However, I am concerned that your interest in a hero who indulges a woman's every whim and fantasy puts you squarely in the literary genre of science fiction.<BR/><BR/>Rilly - I must confess to once owning a T-shirt which had "Drink until he's cute" plastered all over it. That was, of course, a long time ago (sigh).<BR/><BR/>Hi Stevo! I think worn pyjamas are a lot more 'earthy' than the crisp linen shirt.<BR/>You didn't break your leg ripping gilded cage doors off hinges did you?Drunk Mummyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12416146729096629298noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4121356179610263775.post-68806545347472533412007-04-26T18:21:00.000+01:002007-04-26T18:21:00.000+01:00Drunk Mummy,No crisp linen shirt, I'm afraid, just...Drunk Mummy,<BR/>No crisp linen shirt, I'm afraid, just rather worn pyjamas. Just been put onto you (so to speak) by Dulwich Mum, as I sit hit nursing a broken leg. Started a blog, brokenlegdiaries, and enjoying forays into cyber world. Instead of falling between 2 stools, what's wrong with rugged alpha boss ripping door off gilded cage?<BR/>Chin chin,<BR/>StevoStevohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07959093797104628651noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4121356179610263775.post-64976460625426965112007-04-26T16:06:00.000+01:002007-04-26T16:06:00.000+01:00drunkmummy, I am impressed at your searching back ...drunkmummy, I am impressed at your searching back to find that 'beer goggles' news story, unless...you weren't one of the research subjects were you, and if so I can only assume you were the one doing the drinking to try and make some poor chap seem more attractive and certainly not the person who the other participants were getting sloshed so as to find them desirable..rilly superhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05448694078653341955noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4121356179610263775.post-91038907863478504072007-04-26T12:08:00.000+01:002007-04-26T12:08:00.000+01:00As a 'well-preserved forty-something in her gilded...As a 'well-preserved forty-something in her gilded cage', I can honestly confess that my desires would not be awakened by a chap who likes children, whether he were clean, sensible or otherwise.<BR/><BR/>Ladies want lovers who are interested only in them - well, mainly - and who indulge their every whim and fantasy. This is a no-go area for child intrusion.<BR/><BR/>Oh well, at least we can dream...debiohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14218049959165514277noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4121356179610263775.post-44980572670084438832007-04-26T10:31:00.000+01:002007-04-26T10:31:00.000+01:00Yay for blog lit! Good idea Mutterings!Mind you, ...Yay for blog lit! Good idea Mutterings!<BR/><BR/>Mind you, a clean chap in linen shorts does it for me, I must confess - maybe I should give this 'hen lit' a whirl!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4121356179610263775.post-39980732841902193742007-04-25T22:56:00.000+01:002007-04-25T22:56:00.000+01:00Come on sweetie, we are in between two stools! Sas...Come on sweetie, we are in between two stools! Sassy thirty somethings in our fabulous gilded cages who get it on with our alpha husbands in between shopping sprees - to Tesco Metro clearing the shelves of the last of their Finest Chablis? N'est pas?dulwichmumhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17106294077068237863noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4121356179610263775.post-58077193974980920492007-04-25T22:46:00.000+01:002007-04-25T22:46:00.000+01:00I need some wine goggles for looking at myself in ...I need some wine goggles for looking at myself in the mirror. Don't you find the older you get the more you quite fancy getting it on with the rugged alpha boss? The young, rugged alpha boss who is not wearing any shirt at all. But I guess he would need thick and dark wine goggles? I'm pretty sure you can get those wine goggles duty-free on the cross-channel ferry. I'm quite taken by the wine goggles, can you tell?!Pig in the Kitchenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10631525119816074013noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4121356179610263775.post-26683741008896233172007-04-25T22:31:00.000+01:002007-04-25T22:31:00.000+01:00Secretary, did you know the angorstora (sp) bitter...Secretary, did you know the angorstora (sp) bitters that makes the gin pink is poisonous?<BR/><BR/>I think we 30-somethings that fall twixt chick and hen should just read each others blogs - blog-lit, anyone?Mutterings and Meanderingshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01384198819878227966noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4121356179610263775.post-31715233814845190012007-04-25T22:02:00.000+01:002007-04-25T22:02:00.000+01:00Oh god, I'm 40 something and I hadn't noticed the ...Oh god, I'm 40 something and I hadn't noticed the gilded cage.....maybe that's something to do with the pink gin I'm drinking.....so 40 something.The Secretaryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05092946862954144418noreply@blogger.com