With my drag days long behind me, imagine my surprise to get this delivered from dependable ol’ Marks and Spencer, the cornerstone of the beleagued British High Street.
Not so dependable, after all. Right name, right address, wrong order. We wanted fitted sheets. We got fitted bras. And not any old bras, oh no. These were M&S bras, sumptuously soft with full cups in 36B. Still, it made us giggle on a slow day.
Here’s the real Mary doing her thing on Eurovision back when the UK had a fighting chance of winning. Not that Mary did win. Despite being red-hot favourite, she came second to Ireland’s Dana, a sweet-voiced chanteuse with fire and brimstone views.
Just what I could do with now – I would probably get sent the fitted sheets
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What a surprise! Are you going to keep them art objects, or are you going to ship them back and get the sheets?
We sent the bras back. They were terribly apologetic. The fitted sheets were out of stock! 🛏️
That made me laugh.
That made me chuckle – I could do with a couple of new bras but sadly since lockdown I fear those will be too small …
You’ve had a boob job too! 😉
Sweet voice. Lordy I quit wearing those things when I quit working. You could pull off platinum blond. I could totally see it!
Shame I sent them back!
I laughed so hard reading this I shorted coke out of my nose. Too funny!
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