Lubbley Bubbley

Imagine you get asked to go to a friends for a meal and a bobble about in their hot tub (not a euphemism)!

Imagine, now, if you can, that a couple of weeks ago, you stuffed your shampoo bottle into your swimming kit bag... upside down, with it's lid unclipped.

Imagine your little porch smelling of your shampoo for days before you twig why and turn the bottle the right way up.

NOW Imagine that, to you, this doesn't matter. You have 2 cossies in the bag, one  probably shampooey, the other one OK.

Imagine your next swim, in your usual cossy, everything's fine, although there's still a strong smell of shampoo.

Imagine choosing a cossy for your evening at your friends and pulling out the spare one from the bottom of the bag, because it matches your sarong.

Imagine noticing a VERY STRONG SMELL of shampoo and a pale SMEAR on the front of your cossy, AS YOU PUT IT ON at your friends place.

Imagine, your famous last words, I think some shampoo has leaked onto this cossy. 

And your friends saying, OO smells nice.  

And you replying, with some embarrassment, ARE THERE NORMALLY  BUBBLES IN THE HOT TUB?? 

We made the best of the situation!

Ann now wants us to organise a proper foam party because, people our age never get to go to one.

This morning, the MEGA CLEAN swimwear looked so GAY hanging on the line in the rain.

Ann and Patrick
Thanks for a great evening, the food, the conversation, the hot tub, the laughs and of course, THE FRIENDSHIP.