The husband decided to nip into town to buy new shoes for the Prince while I was out, so I am now blogging and then finishing off some writing and proof-reading for a client. I've opened the study doors and the breeze is welcoming. It's not a hot day by any means but it is blue sky and sunshine.
Washing is billowing, bees are buzzing and a pigeon is busy nesting on top of our pergola. And looking very proud.
Now, I am thrilled with my cherry tree purchase today. I bought the below picture from Oxfam for £1.99. It is just gorgeous and I am even more excited because it goes perfectly with the three glass jars which I bought from an antique shop five years ago (they were £1 each). Aren't they made for each other?
|I do love the illustrations. Very cheery.|
|These beauties are one of my favourite purchases|
I took my 70s trifle which they all loved. We ate until we practically popped. It involved fresh homemade pizza, jacket spuds, coleslaw, salad, crisps, a lot of cheese and biscuits, grapes, the trifle, cup cakes...oh dear. And a lot of catching up while the children all played nicely (ie throwing buckets of water at each other in the garden).
|Layer upon layer of sheer filth|
|OK, can you tell I am getting a trifle obsessed? (Sorry)|
|Note my cherry tree skirt and necklace, if you will|
|Here come the girls. We all met at pre-school six years ago. |
Two of these mums have four children. Are they mad?
Then we all headed for the school run, all rolling down the hill with trifle sploshing around in our bellies. I arrived home and looked at the passenger seat. I HAD to share the madness.
Underneath that mess was also a salad bowl, a trifle dish, an apple core, a bottle of Evian, a pair of shoes and a rain mac.
Before kids, that seat would have been empty, apart from a small handbag with the bare minimum in it. I daren't even reveal the contents of my bag these days. You thought the passenger seat was bad...