Virgin Blog
27/01/10

OMG, well i never thought I would do this but here I am launching myself off into the blogosphere, frimly strapped in by my safety belt with oxygen mask at the ready; I really don't want to crash land on page one. Not that I anticipate any followers (probably only PFB will be interested) but for what it's worth I'm in orbit......

The main characters

Trashionister; Cynical style observer. Child of the 50's, born with a passion for fashion, how I loved my lemon yellow nylon hair ribbon and more's to the point, why do I still have it? (future topic blogs concerning my eclectic hoarding nature to follow). An Art student mod in the 60s, hippy to pregnant punk in the 70s, Sloane in the 80s and ...well now I think I know who I am...... without definition

MD; the Managing Director, husband, boss, workaholic, the good guy

PFB; talented, inspirational, loving and beautiful daughter, hugely successful fashion forecaster and girl about town.

Son#1; clever, caring and animated "mad man"

Lilly sis; who used to be younger than me, lives ooop north

B.I.L; brother in law

The Cuzzies; son and daughter of the above

Mafia mistress: best friend of 30 years, soul mate and partner in crime, bride to be, half Italian extrovert and mother of...

The strumpet; 14 going on 28, born screwed, weaned on sex and the City, Eastenders and Bad Girls, God daughter of PFB,

Rock star; frontman in band coming your way shortly, you heard them here first

Franco; middle child

The treadmill; family business which contaminates everything

well, no turbulance so far and, as we are cruising in comfort I will press automatic pilot and launch my first blog