Ac-cent-tchu-ate The Positive

You’ve got to accentuate the positive Eliminate the negative Latch on to the affirmative Don’t mess with Mister In-Between Sod Mister In-Between, that’s what I say. Well, when life ain’t a bowl of cherries and I need to perk up. I think of this song. I first heard it years ago on The Singing Detective,…

Lazy Layered Sunday

A late Saturday night meant I needed a laid back Sunday. I wanted to feel cosy and do relaxing things that felt effortless. Layers are the thing when I feel like that, loose, cool, comfortable. Perfect for a bit of snipping and pruning. I bought the dress, which had long sleeves, from eBay. After cutting…

One fine day

In celebration of the sunshine, I took some photos of the garden flowers. It felt so good to be outside!   The fruit and veggies are doing well too, they’ve been well watered! It’s amazing what can be grown in the smallest vegetable garden; just a raised bed and a few boxes! The fruit is…

Vintage Rules

It does AND there are none! Or at least only the rules you make for yourself, which you can change and break at will. I’ve loved vintage forever, it wasn’t called vintage back then though, it was second hand, or, even less charmingly called, junk. Call it vintaging, upcycling, re purposing, chazza shopping ( I love that…

Reasons to be cheerful

It was a birthday week here, Philip is now… ageless. Yup, we’ve decided that numbers just don’t matter anymore and if we’d been cavemen, what fun! We wouldn’t know how old we are. Since we have NO intention of behaving age appropriately, EVER, we might as well ditch the numbers too. So it was a…

Small Pleasures

I’ve been relishing small pleasures this week. Sometimes it really helps me to slow down and appreciate the simple things. Get my mojo back so to speak. I haven’t been running barefoot through wet grass (even the thought of that is pleasurable), because it’s been too dry here lately, it’s been cold too, although to be fair…

I’ve been waitin’ for tomorrow (all of my life)

  Title borrowed from, the The; sentiment my own. When I was young, my aunt and godmother, to whom I was very close, had an antique shop. I loved to visit and her presents were always exciting, unique, vintage ones (with the exception of a fox fur stole, unique yes but I was horrified; it was…