Friday 9 July 2010

Pauline hits the High Life

Always knew she had it in her, our lass Pauline. Aye but it took a lot of slap and a fair bit of stick and heck knows it's been a struggle, but she's come good, a Lady no less. By gum though, it were almost scuppered by a horrible moment when that punch landed. Dreams hit the dust, they did.

What went through that bull-dog brain of his? Small fortune on elocution and all for nowt. Could've been disaster. Very nearly was. Only his animal instinct for knowing where the bodies are buried saved her from obscurity. Never that. Our Pauline does not do obscurity.

Granted some attention is less welcome - when it involves the office floozie for instance - but generally she blossoms in the spotlight. Should've kept him on a short lead though. Our lad never could keep his hands to himself.

All behind her now. It'll be lady this and lady that from now on. Mixing with society. Got the hang of the croquet and the cutlery and there's a thing or two she could teach them about a decent blow-dry. And those dreadful old clothes! Lead on Lady Prescott - show them where to shop!

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