This leads to many more questions that I would rather not ask
And I don’t think I could answer them😇
I wouldn’t want you to…
OMG…Slippers thoughts here…and I am not saying you do OGF if fact I am certain you don’t…
There is a growing trend here, of particularly the ancient, dearest souls, I’m sure they must be, of…
…Wearing slippers, to go to the shops…wearing slippers, even seen them in the local outdoor swimming pool.
We were in the local DIY store joking with the only English staff member the other day and the joke finished with at least your not wearing your Slippers…boom boom
I’m most definitely slobbing, I.m in my jimjams and dressing gown . A lot of the time im in leggings and trainers, I might be a chav. These days I wear what makes me comfortable and relaxed. I rarely dress up these days.
If you are comfortable and happy, who cares. There is nothing chav-like about you Queenie!
I have been known to do a bit of gardening in them Di (only light stuff you understand) but the only time I wear them to go out in is if Mrs Fox wants nipping to the shops (she doesn’t drive… ) and I have a good excuse to stop in the car and listen to the radio…
Well you can forget about that fancy slap up meal I was going to take you for if you can’t smarten yourself up Lion Queen…
Well, I’m an old faart. Practical beats fashion - especially when I’m out with the dog. In fact, he is better dressed than I…
My dog refuses to wear the coats I got for her. It takes her all her time to wear a harness I am getting her stripped today, so hopefully she will feel cooler and perhaps be persuaded to put a jacket on!
Also practical is best when dog walking, nothing farty about it!
I suppose we are lucky in that respect. Max wears a raincoat when it is raining. He also has a harness (a Halti) when we need put hi lead on. It’s quite smart…unlike me with the baggy cargo pants…
It might have been the wrong image, but it was pretty anyway! I do like poppies! This one is lovely -Max has such a gorgeous expressive face!
Ours it quite happy to wear a coat.
Back from my shopping expedition and a superb lunch - freshly showered, hair washed and now wearing black bra and knickers under a black and red silk Kaftan with black fluffy cat shaped slippers - heading for the sofa with the boxed set of ‘One foot in the Grave’ DVDs and a bowl of roasted pistachio nuts to hand,
You do know that Swimmy will probably read this, don’t you?
We don’t want him back in hospital with his heart.
He could hardly go without it!
He would have to go without it if he had lost it to you, Tabby.
It’s still not warm enough for me not to be wearing anything other than my trackie bottoms and sweat shirt.
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