The Catwalk
I am greatly looking forward to the Caroline Charles show at London Fashion Week tomorrow. The last time I went to a major fashion show was in Paris, over ten years ago. My friend and I staggered back onto the Eurostar afterwards with a couple of shopping bags and we managed to be upgraded to first class. We whizzed through the French countryside and then the train came to a grinding halt. A guard came into our carriage and told us all to disembark at the next station (an unscheduled stop) and to move further down the train. We asked the reason for this. "The train has been shot!" we were told and a window had been broken. Apparently it was quite commonplace in those days for French farmers to take pot shots at the Eurostar. Fortunately our shopping bags were intact.
8 Comments:
Yet another Eurostar tale!
I'm glad you had your priorities correct...not that I would expect otherwise.
What a cheerful group of young ladies.
I would appreciate more visual materials, to make your blog more attractive, but your writing style really compensates it. But there is always place for improvement
Did you take your cheque book with you? What a wonderful experience.
Lucky for you being upgraded to 1st class on Eurostar, I bet that's a thing of the past these days.
Hi ED & KL
Are you a Sugababes fan, Angus?
Hi Ellee - we weren't buying at the show, sadly!
actually, it should be a give away that the pulchritude on display are not models. They all have legs that you can actually see
I'd love to attend a fashion show like that.
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