Well this afternoon has been an interesting time, we tumbled out of the house and pootled in to Stourport, which is a lovely town ruined by a crap road system! Cherry had an appointment to be "de-fuzzed", its amazing how much waxing is involved in being a Drag Queen - I like to go because I like to hear the torrent of swear words that come from the cubicle during the event - it pleases the inner sadist in me...whilst Cherry was being waxed I was given a pamphlet about their new installation of Garra Ruffa fish - it's all the craze in salons apparently, where you put your feet into a tank and these fish nibble off the dry skin, and leaves the new skin behind - it sounded novel, however if I had put my feet in I am sure it would've become a white water frenzy, much like a piranha attack that David Attenborough likes to talk excitedly about, much to another animal's detriment. I was notified, however that they have had 7 victims today, hence their lethargic disposition...perhaps another time then...
I think the sadist that waxes Cherry has become more gentle in her demeanour - only a phew "oohs" and a nervous laugh was heard...so much for my inner sadist being satisfied - harumph...
