I have been hunting down a particular Ladybird book for YEARS. Yes I could have bought it on ebay or Amazon but I wanted to feel that excitement of finding it myself in a cherry tree shop.
And on Monday I did.
I may have let out a little squeal actually. Or a couple.
It was the equivalent of finding the posh handbag/shoes/coat/hat of your dreams in the sales. Oh I was thrilled. The cover design is slightly different to the one I had as a kid, but the illustrations are exactly the same!
|Is the frog eating Camembert?|
The bit that cracks me up is this:
Yes that's right, you open the front door, find a massive frog, go and tell your Dad in the hope he will remove said frog, but instead, he enquires "What does the frog want with you?" as if this kind of thing happens all the time and the frog may actually want to talk to you. Which of course it does. And eat with you, and sleep with you. But that's not the point.
This takes my vintage Ladybird book collection to 123. Yes, that many. Count them if you will.
|Oh my dear boy. He has grown so much since this pic was taken|
All of these Ladybirds have been purchased from cherry tree shops. It's taken me five years.
After a delightful couple of hours shopping with Sarah, we went to my favourite cafe by the tea. We were "forced" (such a shame) to share a table with a windsurfer but he made a swift exit after I sat down....maybe he thought I was chatting him up. Of course that's an absurd thought...
Still, we sat there and enjoyed the view from our cosy corner...
|Little dots of fit men. The sea looked freeeeeeezing, they looked hot...|
Other things to have happened in the past week? The Princess turned 9.
We threw her a brilliant party in my other favourite cafe near the sea. The cafe is veggie/vegan (yet I am a big meat eater) and is decked out with chintzy crockery, metal signs, tongue and groove walls and big comfy sofas. The lady who runs it is an absolute star and is one of the first people I met when we moved here.
The party involved pizza making, tattoos, a disco, Pass the Parcel, Pin the Tail on the donkey and a fab party tea.
|30p from the Scope cherry tree shop|
I made what I thought were disastrous cupcakes but everyone seemed to love them (perhaps I am too much of a perfectionist but I was ready to bin them).
I made them for the Princess and they are my first ever cupcakes! I tend to eat them, not bake them!
I faffed about with making pastel-coloured sugar too. E's are good, e's are good........
|The only way I could think of storing them separately!|
The day after her party, the Princess ran the cross country race. She came 12th out of 110 pupils from a variety of schools. We were bursting with pride. What a star.
|And they're off (at 9.30am Sat morning....yikes)|
|Here she comes, a total blur in blue!|
|£1.99 Store 21......hurry!!!|