Old ladies do love a trip into town. Yes they do.
They usually do their hair and run a bit of lippy around their mouth a few times. My Nana used to say that she was putting on her face.
Sometimes a splash of rouge as well. Sometimes lipstick can double up as rouge. But don't do this in a rush: the effect can be clown-like.
Whatever you call it, to some people it's always important to "look good" "in town".
Of course, to certain other people, "looking good" can be an obstacle to "getting there as quickly as possible". My passenger makes this claim and chooses the latter.
She claims that there's never enough time to do both. Rather than look appropriate, she is happy to run the risk that a child will run up and attempt to put a pingpong ball in her mouth.
That said, there is always time to hunt down a pack of cigarettes and a lighter on the way out. Go figure.
But one thing is universal: once the fat lady sings, it's over.
I wish people would stop calling me a fat lady.
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