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In the café I met up with Rosie, Ellen, Mabs, Jools and Jas. Yesssssssssss! The Ace Gang together again!! The girls are back in town, the girls are back in town!!! We had loads of really important things to talk about: make-up, snogging and, of course, berets. This term is not going so well on the beret front. Even the lunchpack beret has lost its charm.

Rosie said, “I walked past Miss Stamp with two oranges and a banana stuck under my beret and she just raised her eyes. Something must be done.”

I had a flash of total whatsit … wisdomosity. “Mes huge amis I have given this seconds of thought, and I know what the answer is.”

They were all as agog as two gogs. Jools said, “What?”

I brought out my gloves and beret from my rucky. “Voilà … glove animal!!”

Rosie said, “What in the name of Slim’s gigantic knickers are you talking about?”

Good grief. It is very tiring being the girlfriend of a Sex God and a genius at the same time.

“Glove animal!!! A way of dressing sensibly and snugly using both beret and gloves. You pin a glove over each ear so that it hangs down like big dog ears and then you pop the beret over the top.”

I clipped my gloves over my ears and popped the beret over the top (risking my hair’s bounceability factor).

“Voilà glove animal!!!”

Magnifique, I think everyone will agree.