Monday, December 03, 2007

Diplomatic Incident Narrowly Avoided

Do NOT Want

"I got her that thing I was telling you about" said the Swede in a stage whisper, nodding emphatically in my direction. "I got it in a different colour though". He left the room and the Leitrim Lady turned to me with an uncomfortable, apologetic look. "Your Christmas present... I really hope he hasn't. I told him not to. Fuck..."

The three of us were in the sitting room later when I got a text on my phone, from the Leitrim Lady (all of 3 feet away).

So the good news is he didn't buy you what he was originally thinking of, in fact he got you a nice present. His original thought was an inflatable man and when he told me he got what he was looking for only in a different colour I thought it was a black inflatable doll...

He's a lucky man to have such a sage advisor. Last year we had a Christmas dinner with a few friends and he insisted that I open my present first. I tore back the paper to reveal a gift box from La Senza and everybody held their breath while I lifted the lid (me thinking if this is a lace teddy and suspenders, this cunt is moving out) only to reveal a cuddly pink hot water bottle that say Huggable across the front.

Reminding me of my single status via a large wind-filled man effigy would not have gone down well. He skates on thin ice, does the Swede.