Cleo Twyford is dodging minor disasters, indulging in chick chat and wielding random insignificant theories. (And talking about herself in third person)
Ditsy (and embarrassing) event of the day
Tuesday, July 24, 2007
I was at the gym last night. It was fairly busy in the changerooms. I bent down to get my things out of my locker and didn't realise a fully naked older woman was standing behind me. She was straight-out-of-the-shower sopping wet. So when I bent down I 'bummed' her and got all wet too. Embarrassing. She didn't say anything so I'm not sure if she was nonplussed or lost for words :)
This blog is blathered by a 30-something constant bridesmaid sometimes known as: Cleo Twyford Who trips over a lot in: Melbourne, Victoria, Australia
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