Lets all admire the beauty of this jacaranda tree near my house while we attempt to erase all memory of the calamity, that shall from this day forth, be known as “The Sushi Train Incident of 2005; soy and silk don’t mix”.
It all started well enough, me minding my own business, admiring the little plates chugging along the cute little train, while getting lunch at the local sushi train. Then quicker than a blink it ended with me topless in the bathrooms at work, with my dry-clean-only designer apricot coloured silk top in the hand basin, sudsed up to the max with that pink pump hand soap. Then spending ages trying to keep the temperamental blow hand dryer on while I pushed the delicate silk to its limit under the blast of hot hot air. Stain removed, crisis averted, lousy lunch hour over.
Arh, ain’t that jacaranda pretty…
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