Onno got Sir David (Attenborough) and my Auntie Dottie together to make this infotainment clip for the Angel Cruise this New Year’s Eve. It’s one of many more to come I'm afraid .... Its Sunset Boulevard all over again ....
anyway, if you haven't got tickets yet I'd hurry if I was you - they seem to be going fast ....
Sorry, sorry, sorry ...... Auntie Dottie has been taking over my life completely the last few weeks and leaving me little inclination to vent my feelings here.
Lots of pics in 'Dottie's Albums', history in 'Dottie Herself', a blog in 'Dottie Rambles', and 'Ask Dottie' (because she's been dying to do an agony aunt column).
Have a look and see for yourself, but look back here once in a while ;-)
Dottie here my dears with another distressing page out of my otherwise humdrum Mills and Boon novel of a life .....
I love being a 'Hyves'er, but I am having difficulty wrapping the few brain cells that I didn't kill off in the seventies around the intricacies of 'My Space'.
So its hardly surprising I suppose that some people seem to get the wrong idea when they read my profile ....
Well, that's the only way I can explain the fact that at least once a day I get a very serious proposal of marriage from an broad assortment of straight men. It really doesn't seem to worry them that by marrying me they might possibly be biting off more than they can chew (as it were) ....
Ah well. I'll keep the mail addresses just in case ....
Yes, its that time again, and I'm livid, absolutely livid .....
There I am on the Zeedijk during Koninginnedag giving joy and laughter (and a well needed dress sense) to the masses - and what happens?
I'm manhandled, or to be more accurate, womanhandled!
I mean, honestly, put a dress on and the whole of womankind thinks you are public property! I was pushed, groped and fondled all afternoon. There was worse too, I had small children thrust into my arms with the demand to have my picture taken with them. If those poor misguided parents only knew .....
Listen my dears, on such a day drunken homosexual men I can handle, lord knows I've had the practice, but this?
Anyway, here's a picture of yours truly just before one of above mentioned women tried to rip me out of the arms of dear sweet Dave.
See you soon dears,
Dottie
ps: Just to remind certain people (you know who you are), its 'Glamour' as in 'L'amour' and not 'Glammer' as in 'hammer' ....
Thank you for letting me into your little homes today. I'm not used to this Blog thing but I'm sure I'll get the hang of it. After all, if Nic can do it than anyone can ....
Well children, he's finally reached the milestone Birthday today. I'm sure you will agree with me when I say commiserations are due. I remember when I turned 30, and if I ever turn 40 I'm sure it will be traumatic for everyone within a 10 kilometer radius.
So anyway - Happy Birthday Nic - and many more to come!