It has been a glorious day, today, in the Lake District! It made me want to run across the fells like Julie Andrews in the Sound of Music! All I need is my very own Christopher Plummer and my life would be complete
Well BM arrived home at 6pm. Beth and I had tea together, we aren't posh, it's tea and not dinner, which you have at 1pm.
We had lasagne from the freezer (Aldi) and BM had a glass of Chardonnay and Beth had Diet Coke, her favourite. I suggested we went for a walk afterwards. Beth agreed and we set off across the Ponderosa.
The sun was setting over the fells, it was huge! Like a big ball of fire, but without much heat, it is still hoodie weather even with the sun out. I spied a Virgin hot air balloon which had come down in one of BM's fields and made a mental note to send Richard a bill.
BM and Beth were having some good crack, this is our special time. It can be when we are walking or when she is tucked up in bed and I lie with her. As long as I can prise her away from her Blackberry, it's special.
We got on about TV and I asked her if she had seen Eastenders last night, she hadn't. She had watched Waterloo Road on Iplayer instead.
We moved on to Benidorm (the programme, not the place) and Beth told me she didn't watch it anymore, she preferred Embarrassing Bodies.
BM was mortified! What was Miss Beth doing watching that? Only yesterday, BM had had a conversation at work with a friend who had been amazed at the size of some man's balls on this programme! Of course we had discussed the size of his balls in the interest of medical science. BM is not a viewer of said programme but was happy to contribute to the discussion.
I asked Beth if she had seen the snippet containing the man's balls. She had, and filled me in on his problem. he had a massive cyst that made one HUGE, this was removed and he was eventually returned to normality. She recountered a story of a lady with a very hairy back that was sorted with lazer technology.
This got BM wondering why people put there embarrassing bodies on TV! I thought aloud and Miss Beth agreed, reassuring BM that there wasn't enough money floating about in the UK economy to get Beth to show her tuppence on telly.
Note to DF. That part of a ladies anatonomy is referred to as a tuppence in Casa BM, it always has been and always will be. I had a German friend, in Germany, who insisted that her daughter used proper words, hearing a 4 year old refering to her virgina never sounded right to BM
Would you be tempted to show or discuss any part of your anatomy on TV? If so, for what price?