Yet another lady I want to have my babies

Yes, yes, I know the list is growing and I also know that none of the previous recipients of my kind and generous offers have yet responded but, dammit, I live in hope.  Anyway, the lucky lady I have chosen today is Ms. Jilly Cooper.  There may be a teeny-weensy problem with the baby-bearing part of my plan given, as I learned last night on the radio, that she has just celebrated her 80th birthday!  Still, dammit, she's an upper-middle-class lady of sterling spirit so I'm sure that where there's a will, there's a way!

I sort of 'know' her from her reputation as a highly successful writer of what are usually classified as 'bonk-busters'!  Alas, whilst I might have been tempted by the 'bonking' bit, I gather that most of her yarns are set in country houses amongst the huntin', shootin', fishin' and ridin' set - ooops, I forgot to add 'bonkin' as well!  Anyway, being a lower middle-class oik, myself, all of that stuff (except the bonkin') is way above my social station.

Even so, from various bits and pieces picked up via the 'meeja', I gather that she is a very jolly lady - the photo catches her spirit exactly - and despite all the naughtiness in her books  she remained married to her husband for over 50 years.  Anyway, last night as I was half dozing in bed with Radio5 plugged into my ear, they interviewed her to celebrate her birthday.  What a jolly lady!  Very bright and very funny and absolutely charming. 

Definitely, she deserves me!

 

 

Comments

[jimmy glesga]

David, hope you had your army olive green long John's on!

[Whitewall]

Jimmy, I think David's imagination has run wild, maybe exceeding his stamina?

[David Duff]

Good grief, Jimmy, I've been wearing those non-stop since the 1st November and there they will remain until the 1st April!

[jimmy glesga]

David, have you become accustomed to the skidmarks? It was difficult to remove the LG's after a three week exercise!

[Backofanenvelope]

I seem to remember Bernard Miles talking about how his mother used to apply Goose fat to his body in the Autumn, then sew him into his underwear. Not removed till the spring. Those were the days.....