After we had finished writing our Christmas cards Nigel and I decided that we had been blessed with an opportune moment to speak to Darrell about a certain something that had become quite a contentious issue for ourselves and a lot of our followers ……
It was a time for gentle candour and robust sensitivity ….. perhaps, we intimated, that since I had seen the error of my vanity, he too might consider once more going au natural……… adding that although he had indeed embraced the London Life mahooosively, perhaps there were certain London type trends that don’t translate so well when introduced to a village such as ours (London lounging being the exception of course!)
…. and then we suggested that we should help him remove his extensions …… there were tears and sobs of the heart wrenching kind…..
….. but, when it was all over he really did look wonderful, and we felt that we had our “old” Darrell back.
We put the remains in a box, a cherished memory of happy days spent with Hugh in Notting Hill….. to be bought out on High Days and Holidays and fancy dress parties! And then …. Nigel disappeared for a few minutes, with the box, …. saying he had something to add to the tangible and palpable solemnity of the occasion …….