Saturday 2nd September 2006

Today, the song that have had in my head has been "Mighty Real" the Jimmy Somerville version.

I'm not particularly clumsy or accident prone but when I do stupid things or embarassing things happen, I do them in style. Like rocking the supermarket trolley backwards and forwards the first time I went shopping without my newborn son. Like walking off with someone elses trolley, not noticed the piles of dog food in it.
Like walking down Islington Row in the rush hour to the train station when my hold-ups give up.
The most recent episode was a couple of months ago. My hair is a bit uncontrollable and I use a product called Bed Head in an attempt to style it for a few hours at least. Bed Head smells lovely and you put a small amount in your palms, rub palms together and then "distribute and style". I was in my usual rush one morning, washed and "styled" my hair, not realising that my styling product was not distributed as well as usual. After 2 hours at work, I go to powder my nose, I can see a lump of styling stuff on the left hand side..an obvious lump!.....it is kind of greyish white and slightly transparent. Took me a while to get rid of the dried product.