YOUR feature: 'Studs you like' by Stephen Lewis (July 7) reminded me of the time I had my nose pierced as a 60th birthday treat. Age was of no consequence - the dignified look of a serene Indian grandmother would soon be mine. I might even go in for a sari.
While having the nose job, I was offered hair extensions in the form of multi-coloured dreadlocks. These I declined, realising I could never match the adored Bob Marley for exotic bone structure.
My nose was duly embellished with a gold ball. This was to be exchanged after six weeks for the coveted, customising tiny diamond.
I left the piercing studio soon to be crushed by another woman's mean remark about the sudden eruption of a facial boil.. a Mount Vesuvius, no less. After this caustic comment, I could only trudge home, brew a pint of strong Yorkshire tea and remove the stud.
By the time I reach 80 I'm determined to be more assertive and have another nose-bead of the stick-on variety. Wonder how I'd look in a stripey wool hat.
Margaret Lawson,
Aldborough House,
The Groves, York.
Updated: 10:27 Wednesday, July 11, 2001
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