OFF THE RECORD
EVER wondered how the filthy rich get to be so filthy rich? This tale from the catering frontline may help to explain it. At a recent swanky function held in a private house, this dollared-up dude asked the caterer how much it would cost per head for a similar spread at his home. When given the cost he looked admiringly at the feast. He then said, “There is a lot of food for that amount. I’m just wondering if it is possible to have the same amount of food but I will ask twice as many people.” Bad news for him because a cost per head is exactly that — even in Tasmania.
DIETING, as anyone who has looked at the scales with dismay will tell you, is not much fun. It is made doubly difficult for this dame because of her little white lies. She tells everyone that she is definitely following the strict regimen laid out by her personal trainer but still can’t seem to shift those pesky rolls that bulge over her Spandex. The problem just may be her car. Eager not to be seen by anyone she knows gorging on those forbidden pies, burgers and shakes she has been driving far away from her suburb. There she loads up and then heads to a quiet park for some face time with some fries. Who’s a naughty girl then?
CALL it karma, what goes around or simply just desserts but this first wife is rejoicing mightily in the misfortunes of her successor in the marital bed. Having endured the indignity of having her marriage dissolved due to the actions of a much younger woman who threw herself at her then husband, she is now enjoying watching this latest episode of the old and the beautiful. Having swapped one wife for a fresher, faster model he has now repeated the actions of 20 years ago. He obviously has a particular look that takes his fancy because the trio all share similar traits — colouring, shape and height — except they are a generation apart.
WHO was the well-known fashion plate who arrived quite late to a glamorous ball? After taking all day to prepare herself for the big event and then given the hurry-up by impatient husband, she jumped into the family auto and landed splat into the soggy left over lunch of her young son. Much weeping and wailing as madam rushed inside to change into a whole new outfit. Won’t repeat what hubby dearest had to say.