Who says the berry shades are for Autumn only? Nature knows that a bit of violet is suitable for Spring too. Before you get the idea that I plan my colour palette months, even years, in advance I must confess that there wasn’t a Purple Plan. You know how it is, a wooly remnant begged… Continue reading purple is my new black
“‘Scuse me pardon me, can I just pop myself here?” “This is all your fault Sinistra.” “Hmmm, well that’s you all over isn’t it Destra? Just because your name means Right, it doesn’t mean that you are right all the time. I said we had to be finished by the 31st, you were the… Continue reading Are we the last?
So… we had snow about a week ago and quite frankly it’s out-stayed its welcome. It’s scarred, lumpy and dis-coloured. The school field looks as if a messy chef has decided to give it a covering of half-melted chocolate ripple ice-cream. Humph. One lovely bonus to the glacial conditions is the chance to view… Continue reading Fluffy Rumps
There are many, many wonderful things about having children. Today for example, we have this weather: So we have school closures and the perfect excuse to hurtle down slopes on brightly coloured bits of plastic. However, what no-one tells you at ante-natal class is how breathtakingly blunt children can be. My eldest has become adept… Continue reading Warning! For Internal Use Only.
Zorro would have been a very different franchise. Cunning as a fox that one. You can see from my top how he tried to steal a kiss outside the Co-Op whilst simultaneously fighting off three dim banditos and throwing a carrot to his trusty zebra steed. You know how calories don’t count when you’re standing… Continue reading If Toronado had been a zebra…
Don’t get me wrong, Velma is a great role model. To me, she was always and still is way cooler than Daphne or Fred. For a start she’s smart, then there’s the fact that she can very often be found in a library. I’m just not sure that I want to emulate her wardrobe. As… Continue reading Velma Vibe
Well I think that’s what the man said at bingo last week. Might need me ears testing. Any road, a post today just because it’s 12/12/12 and I couldn’t resist recording the date in some way. Here in ruralshire, Ingerland it’s been below zero for nearly 48 hours as you can see by what Jack… Continue reading All the twelves – droopy elves
Just for your delectation I spent a good 20 minutes one sunny Sunday morning trying to recreate the ‘Tunic G’ garment shot from the ‘Stylish Dress Book’. Can you spot any differences?! I do know why they have the model in grey underthings, it’s so jolly tricky to capture the beauty of black. I do… Continue reading Sudden interest in spoon
Despite some pretty determined intervention from the fur and stripes brigade I have *sound the Klaxons* finished the eldest’s rug. Just in time for the first true frosts that have dusted the road in icing sugar and rendered the laminate flooring painfully chilly to the naked trotter. He professes to be pleased, so it’s on… Continue reading feline participation
Yep, in a month’s time Chrimbo will be over! I do have to confess to a touch of the Scrooges with regards the coming festivities, it’s the idea of all the work involved that I find a little overwhelming. That and the enforced jollity. No person is gonna tell me when to enjoy myself. Rant… Continue reading Not Boxing Day
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