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Cleo Twyford is dodging minor disasters, indulging in
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Ditsy Event of the Day
Thursday, May 25, 2006
I don't know what possessed me when I recognised an aerobics instructor from my gym at the supermarket and bounced over to check out what she had in her shopping basket with a loud "I hope you've got all healthy things in there" (complete with a hideous loud cackle) a few weeks ago. For her part, she looked a bit taken aback, to say the least.
Last night I ventured back to her aerobics class after I had managed to get over my mortification. But THEN (and it makes me cringe to even think about it) I chance upon her in the bathroom at the gym - well actually i look up to find her staring at me with an odd look on her face - and I say equally loudly, "Sorry I accosted you at the supermarket" and she says, sans humour, "yes". Cringe, cringe, cringe.

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