Downstairs I came and into the living room in my new outfit. Keith looked up and registered..........
"Do I look OK?" I asked casually.
"Er, yes," was the cautious reply. He was obviously suspecting a well laid trap.
"I think you ought to take a bit more notice," I said severely. "I could come down here wearing a black bin bag and you wouldn't notice."
"Oh, I would," Keith assured me, a little as though he were trying to convince himself.
I need to take a leaf out of Hyacinth Bucket's book, I thought.
"I'm going to come in again,"I said, "and I want you to stagger back in amazement, you know, like in Hyacinth Bucket."
"I can't stagger anywhere," he said in alarm, cringing in his chair.
"Well, just do the amazement bit, then," I said.
"Oh, er, lovely, that looks REALLY nice."
The man needs practice...