A week on and people are still asking me about THAT lunch.
You will be glad to know that I am still finding it all hilarious and it reminds me of that vacuous meme that did the rounds: Women Laughing at Salad. Various stock photos are always used of women in ecstasy over some leaves; lately it’s yogurt that’s meant to drive us crazy. Bleedin’ yoghurt? Then there are the women who appear to orgasm while washing their hair because of certain shampoos which makes me think going to the hairdressers must be awkward for them.
At least all these women are young and attractive and doing their best at selling shite which as we surely know by now is the entire point of being a woman. Except when it isn’t.
This lunch of “the uncancellables” as I have explained was long arranged. We were meant to do it in December but the covid rate had soared. JK Rowling’s husband is a doctor and said it was an extremely bad idea. Even though he is not a woman, we accepted he may have had a point.
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