An Unfortunate Incident with Lipstick
Since a brief inspection of the Hodmandod make-up stash revealed items from the early eighties, I thought I'd better renew supplies. Consequently I have wasted at least fifteen minutes of my life today standing before the various make-up ranges in Tesco (yes, I am that glamorous) dabbing various lipsticks onto my hand to find one that reflects my prudish character.
Since returning home I have been trying to scrub the stuff off without success and now look like I have some particularly nasty viral infection. I think I might have to wear gloves at Chester Writers tonight.