Magpie Tales and I was reminded of something Rosey did recently. It also fits quite nicely with this week’s prompt at Sunday Scribblings!
I don’t know if you recall, but a few months ago I told you about the time Rosey and I went to an art exhibition and she spotted a poster on the notice board advertising life drawing classes. Rosey often gets excited about possible new projects and this was no exception. But I know Rosey well, and more often than not her hair- brained ideas go nowhere. I said that she’d be too embarrassed to stand there ogling naked bodies. I was so convinced that she’d forget about it that I made a bet with her. I said if she took up life painting I’d pose in the buff myself! Well, she laughed so much that she almost choked and I tried to remember all the resuscitation techniques she’d tried to teach me after her first aid course last year. When she recovered she said if there was to be a bet, it would have to be for a prize worth winning, and she wouldn’t take gamble for anything less than a bottle of Chardonnay. That put me firmly in my place! After that I guess I just forgot about it.
Though I say it myself, that was a pretty good bottle of Chardonnay!