I can't believe it. I finished this little lady on the 13th November. I packed her up and shipped her off to a little girl called Sienna in Monaco. It's George's birthday on Saturday - this becomes relelvant in a minute - and the other day I received a jiffy bag through the postbox with a small gift for him from a friend. It's a few days later now and I noticed the words 'MORE PACKETS IN THE BIN' next to my address. More packets in the bin? What does that mean? I thought to myself.
Surely it's not a message for me?
Unless it is. And: There. Are. More. Packets. In. The. Bin.
So I put on my wellies, looked at the wheelie bin on the pavement, the recycling bins fit to bursting and another 'bin bin'. Sure enough on top of an old bag for coal were more packets, amazon parcels and that sort of thing. Stuff I would like throw more rubbish on top of and not look in. And there also was a weathered and battered package for Sienna.
Now, all this is probably because the other day I was having a shower and heard the door. I had to ignore it, it could have been a meter reader or some such etc... and if it was a postman, well, then, I would have to go and pick up anything he couldn't deliver to the depot. Fairly annoying but...quite a few minutes later I got out the shower and looked down the stairs to see one of those bloody red slips.
I didn't really think my next actions down but went downstairs and opened the door* to a sort of horrified sound from the postman and the words 'wow, that is bad timing!' I wasn't looking hot and showery - put it this way I hadn't taken any of my makeup off the night before (LOTS of eyeliner) so if you had to label me anything it would be pretty unflattering. Anyway, I guess this is why I am getting stuff thrown into a bin, with a load of rubbish, lest he have to cross the path of hideous again.
*Just to be clear. Towel ON. Not straight out of the shower.
So, here she is, on my coffee table wrapped in plastic, with an address label that has a significantly large question mark next to the words Monte Carlo like I made the place up. I have visions of a toy story esque scene when she is finally released and she gasps for air. Almost a whole month! Where has she been?