In which I address the three questions that flooded in while I was away,
plus a couple I added myself to make me feel loved
We're having a get together on Sunday week; would you like to come along to the luxe environment of the Censored Hotel and give a little talk on interiors or how to make yogurt? There'll be cakes!
Why not? It would be a chance to wear your charming ivory dress, the one with grosgrain ribbon and a sixties vibe.
There is that, but no. I shall have to spring the dress on the ladies of the parish at the protest march against the ladies of the neighbouring parish. Have you tried contacting Justin Timberlake?
But what have you got against meeting people?
They might be just as chirpy and supportive in real life as they are on screen, and I would find that draining. What if they fished photos of their painted armoires and courgette & polenta muffins out of their wallet and then mentioned Jesus in passing?
Dear Mise, we here at Acme Ventures Inc. enjoy reading your blog Pretty Far West and would like to interest you in collaborating with us on a money-making venture. We will insert randomly chosen buzzwords in this sentence. Get in touch if you'd like to learn more! Jemima xxx
No thanks, Jemima. I already have heaps of money.
Can you remind me how to pronounce Mise?
Meh-sha. Like that. It just means 'myself' in Irish. Tusa means 'yourself.' That's you.
Why don't you use your real name?
In case people drive past my house, pointing and laughing.