
Helen loves to pride herself on her appearance and her ability to entertain. Sometimes the host on too much red wine is the only form of entertainment her guests experience, although that doesn't seem to deter many.
Her neighbour Madge knows a few of Helen's secrets though, including that Wednesday night a few weeks ago when Helen was seen in nothing but her underwear and rubber boots covered in blood. Maybe some malicious gardening?
This was inspired by an episode of Mad Men where this quote crept under my skin, by my not so favourite character Betty. Physically I based her on the character too. Everything else is based on lack of sleep




