There is nothing more tiring than people telling you look tired. I have had three people tell me I look tired over the past three days. Yesterday it was our neighbour Ali, who is a policeman.
“You look tired,” he said. “I can see it in your face.”
One clue may have been that, having waved good morning to him, I then almost reversed into his car as he pulled out behind me.
The other two were women, so I take their comments less seriously. Especially as one of them in French. French women are well known for their unsisterly tactics.
“You’re not on form,” said one. “You look tired.”
What was particularly irritating about this was that I had in fact gone to bed at half past nine the previous night and slept until 6am. And had an afternoon kip.
Anyway I have decided the only way to get these people off my back is to buy concealer. And maybe spend the weekend asleep. I love this picture which on Google is called ‘Too tired to write’….
But back to more immediate matters. I am going with my friend Mo to my first ever spinning class. I know I will hate it. It is cardio and cycling; two of my worst ever things. But Mo says it’s amazing for your buttocks. So at least they won’t be looking tired….
Copyright: Helena Frith Powell 2009