Sunday, 14 August 2016

...and Porn

My young granddaughter phoned to tell me how her birthday present sewing class had gone.

She loved it. 

She described visiting her local fabric shop, and she talked about all the gorgeous fabrics she had seen. She's 11.

I shared my love of fabric, and mentioned a place in Wales my brother and I visit - usually just to look at the fabric.   I went on to say  "We call  it 'Fabric P...'".   Luckily my brain realised what my mouth was about to say, before the  word came out.

"...Paradise", I said. Barely a heartbeat in between.


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