Luggage of choice; cane basket
Favourite Artist; Enya
Instrument of choice; Harp
Hobbies; mosaics, macrame, meditation, mime, moon dancing, muesli making and any other earthy pursuit starting with M.
One such routine described them "...all sitting around on the windswept concrete piazza, discussing Chekhov and weaving their own fucking yoghurt..." - the last part delivered with a palpable Scouse sneer.
On occasion he would substitute "... growing their own fucking denim." but this expression didn't seem to catch on quite as well.
In this instance, "yoghurt weaver" and "denim grower" are interchangeable.
Have no thought through politics. Buy ecover, but have dish washers. Pretend
to be hippies but aren't. Drinks organic cider. Wears tie dye at weekends. (see also yogurt weaver)
Love reggae and world music etc
b: Don't you think you're turning into a frightful yoghurt weaver darling?