Wednesday, 14 December 2011
Monday, 7 November 2011
Monday, 31 October 2011
Sunday, 30 October 2011
Saturday, 22 October 2011
Monday, 17 October 2011
before about how much I love apples in the autumn so getting to taste the dozens of different varieties on offer, making an apple bird feeder with the Beautiful Girl, drinking warm spiced apple punch and pressing our own apple juice was a little slice of autumnal heaven!
Monday, 26 September 2011
Monday, 18 July 2011
Friday, 8 July 2011
Thursday, 7 July 2011
Thursday, 30 June 2011
Wednesday, 29 June 2011
Thursday, 23 June 2011
Florist #1: They're all finished, I'm afraid.
Me: Oh, I've completely missed them this year, what a shame...
Florist #1: Mind you, they're so expensive - and they don't last at all you know.... (to Florist#2) This lady was just asking about peonies.
Florist #2: Oh yes, we haven't got any in, but they're still about. And much cheaper too. And they're lasting so much better nowadays.....
Me (looking bemusedly from one to the other): Oh... um.... thank you?
Monday, 30 May 2011
1. I'm having a lie-in, alternately dozing and reading my book. Downstairs I can hear the Lovely Husband washing dishes and doing laundry. Just at the point at which my guilt overwhelms me and I decide to get up and help, he arrives in the bedroom with a cup of tea and tacit permission to laze a while longer.
2. My dad, with whom I have a complicated and painful relationship and who is now bedridden and dying of cancer, holds my hand and squeezes it whenever his strength allows. The things I thought I needed to say - and hear - turn out to be unnecessary.
3. Prawns in a crispy, chilli-laden tempura batter.
Saturday, 9 April 2011
I just wanted to share this beautiful, glitter-festooned clay heart that the Beautiful Girl made for me at her Saturday morning art class for Mother's Day. I received other presents too; a new Persephone, series one of Downton Abbey on DVD and a set of vintage teaspoons with pretty enamelled handles. (I detect the work of the Lovely Husband there). But when she asks me which present I love the most, we both know it's her handprint that makes my heart skip with joy.
Friday, 8 April 2011
My favourite part of Desert Island Discs is the last minute or so, when Kirsty Young asks the guest which book they'd take to their desert island and which luxury. In moments of idleness I often wonder which book and luxury I would choose. I realise that sounds like an exaggeration, a clumsy way to introduce this post, but sadly no, I really do ponder this question quite often.
Sometimes I think for my luxury I'd have to choose a Roberts Radio (one of those gorgeously floral Cath Kidston ones, naturally), tuned to Radio 4. Radio 4 provides the soundtrack to my life. Switching on the Today programme is the second thing I do every morning and the radio often stays on all day. I listen to all sorts of programmes and learn all sorts of things, from the plight of native British songbirds to the effects of public spending cuts on partially sighted people in the North. I love Radio 4.
Sometimes I think I'd have to take my crochet basket. My goodness, I might actually make some real progress on the Heirloom Blanket with no distractions and nothing else to do, stuck on a desert island. Then again....
Ultimately though I come to one of two choices for my Desert Island luxury. Firstly, lavender oil. I use lavender oil all the time. I sprinkle it in my bath and on my pillow before bed. I use it as a perfume. I blend it with sweet almond oil and smear it on my face. I use it for first aid, for burns and insect bites.
My other option would have to be tea. Oh, how I love my cups of tea. Switching the kettle on is the first thing I do in the morning and cups of tea punctuate my day. There's the big mug of builders first thing, the scalding, got-to-drink-it-in-the-five-minutes-I've-managed-to-grab-for-lunch at school and the tucked-up-in-bed-with-a-good-book-and-cup-of-Earl-Grey. I just can't imagine a day without tea.
So I was intrigued, on a recent trip to the farmers' market to find a way to combine my two favourite luxuries - lavender tea. I bought some and was really looking forward to trying it. Trouble was, I just couldn't find the right time. I'm a creature of habit and forgoing any of the aforementioned cuppas was just unthinkable. And then, the perfect opportunity arose - a sunny afternoon, a snatched solitary half hour and a favourite magazine. Perfect.
Monday, 28 March 2011
Monday, 21 March 2011
Sunday, 13 March 2011
This weekend though I carved out an hour or so to sit with the laptop and catch up on some of the wonderful blogs out there. I'm loving everyone's "Spring is in the air" posts, although I'm struggling to match the vitality and energy that accompanies them. Instead I've begun to celebrate the imminent arrival of Spring in my own small, quiet way. Like having the windows open at every opportunity and hanging the washing on the line even though it's still damp hours later. Eating lemon shortbread, planting violas into vintage tea cups, filling the house with daffodils, snowdrops, hyacinths and early tulips. Splurging on pretty new bed linen. All signs in my own personal calender that Spring's definitely on it's way!
Monday, 21 February 2011
Monday, 31 January 2011
Tuesday, 25 January 2011
1. The sound of 150 children sweetly singing the responses in Mass makes tears prickle at the back of my eyes.
2. My wonderful new Cath Kidston trolley means no more spaghetti arms while lugging piles of books, laptop, paperwork and planning folders on the bus to and from school.
3. "The King's Speech". Just as wonderful as I was hoping it would be.