It’s my little Sis’s birthday today so ‘Happy Birthday Jannie Wannie’.

Jan has always been a lovely curvy girl, while I didn’t get there until I was over thirty. I’d always been like a twig when I was young.

Being curvy has many, many advantages over being twig-like, such as:

Breasts and bottoms…..well, I suppose that’s it really – breasts and bottoms. It is nice to have both these days after years of being accused of being ‘ironing-board-like’.

My title from yesterday ‘instruments of torture’, although not really applying to this hair clip, does definitely apply to that hideous item of female clothing, the bra, a thing that if you are a twig you don’t need to worry about and of course curvy girls ‘need’ bras. Or do they? Isn’t it better to allow your body to ‘support itself’ rather than relying on external help? I dunno, all I can say is that for every man out there who loves bras, I suspect there is a woman who hates the horrible, uncomfortable contraptions. Personally I rue the day they were invented and even more I rue the day when it became socially unacceptable to go without.

Anyway, I ramble on and really I wanted to show the hair clip from a much less aggressive looking angle to show off its curves. Strangely, both shots were taken from the same vantage point but with a few different depth of field settings. Yesterday’s vicious shot looked much better with the longer depth of field and this curvy shot looks much better with the shallow one.

DM has just wandered in and said ‘I love that pic, it’s the second best hair clip pic I’ve ever seen’. When I asked which one was the best he responded the Lee Miller one (see it here). My initial reaction was absolute delight, as I’ve said before he’s not exactly liberal with his praise. Then I thought about it and when I realised he’d probably only ever seen three hair clip pics (Lee Miller’s shot and my two from yesterday and today) I realised it wasn’t so much an accolade as a very faint praise indeed – bah humbug!!!

Last year I was being spooked by ghosts and two years ago I was getting depressed, partly through the loss of my pal Claz from the area and partly because I'm so crap at shopping.