88: Two Fat Ladies

For many years I was watched over in the bath by a fat lady.  She used to have a husband who reminded me a little of Petunia's husband in the 1960's Coastguard Information Film, but one night many years ago he went out and got smashed and was never seen again.  My fat lady had her moments; she could be vain at times  and sometimes she could even lose her head, but she remained loyal.  Until, that is, a few weeks ago, when a flick from an errant towel sent her to the floor and she became a broken woman.  She has now gone to that great pottery in the sky.

W knew it was lonely in that bath so for Christmas she bought me these two replacements.  They look as though they will be good company along with the loofah and back brush, and certainly seem like a couple of fun girls.

I've been asked by W to point out that these were only a stocking filler and not my main present!  Merry Christmas everyone.