Lovely afternoon spent blackberry picking in the warmth of the Autumn sunshine. Managed to avoid getting stung by the nettles. Have picked enough to make some lovely crumbles during the winter.
Reminds me of how we used to go blackberry picking on Epsom common 40 years ago. The smell of jam and bramble jelly cooking on the stove used to fill the house. In the garden we used to have 3 or 4 apple trees as well as pear trees. I remember Dad storing the apples in drawers in the brick shed with paper in between to stop them rotting. I never know which is my favourite season but Autumn is certainly a special time of year.
I have always had a passion for pretty underwear even as a young girl in my teens. My chest of drawers would be stuffed to the gunnels with knickers, bras, teddies, suspenders. You name it…I probably had it.
Then I had my two children and afterwards I threw most of it away. My body had changed….I had changed…most of it didn’t fit any more. I didn’t like what I saw in the mirror.
Gradually my interest has returned, but it’s taken a different path….a more interesting one I think. I am absolutely in love with vintage. Etsy and eBay have been real eye openers. I have underwear pieces now from the Edwardian period, the 40’s and also the 50’s.
I can quite understand why women of the 50’s wore a panty girdle. If you’ve had kids you’ll know why lol.
It’s bit of history for me and yes some of the pieces that I’ve bought I have actually worn. I think they have a little bit of sauciness about them (or perhaps it’s the person who’s wearing them lol). You can’t help but feel very feminine and a bit flirty once you’ve squeezed yourself into your panty girdle and net petticoat lol…..
My daughter and I always have a bit of a tussle in the evening over sitting in my favourite seat. Her favourite place is the same as mine. But I’m not having it….I’m in charge….my rules….therefore my seat. Usually I have to bribe her out of it. However, tonight she’s at Beavers. I will therefore be firmly ensconced by the time she gets home hee hee hee
Have been having a real ball recently with vintage purchases on Etsy and EBay. Many a happy hour have I spent scrolling my way down endless search items. Saw a lovely tin bath…but nowhere to put it (sigh….).
….and now they’re all beginning to arrive, courtesy of Hermes or Royal Mail 2nd Class! Ding…ding….ooops….there goes the doorbell again lol ….
I do like my Wednesday evenings. It’s the only evening in the week that my husband is out. So tonight it will be time for me to catch up on #GBBO. I will ogle #PaulHollywood (he of the grey beard and piercing blue eyes….yum…..his buns look good too!). I shall treat myself to a mug of ovaltine and a #matchmaker or two (or 3 or 4….oh what the hell…..let’s eat the whole box lol…)
I have a little 4 wheel drive that I am very fond of. Suzi is 18 yo and is very bouncy. In fact when I wear my Fitbit it categorises the drive as exercise and labels it as a “bike ride”. Apparently I’ve had 2 bike rides today! Easy way of meeting my exercise goal lol. 😂😂
Since we got back from holiday my 7yo has found it really difficult to settle in her bedroom at night. It’s getting a trifle frustrating now. It was about 11.30 before she settled last night. Not quite sure what to do. Husband ignored it, rolled over and snored away which meant I was left on “Mum” duty. I spent about 30 mins sitting on the floor of her bedroom in the dark waiting for her to drop off. The problem is that her bedroom at home is downstairs and everyone else is upstairs. I hope it’s a phase that will pass…feeling a trifle lightheaded today as lack of sleep is not doing me any good.
Whilst putting the washing away I got to pondering that “my smalls” were not as small as they once were. In fact my knicker coverage appears to have increased as I’ve got older.
Once upon a time my cupboard was filled with tiny lace thongs and frilly pants. Alas that is no longer the case. In fact I need more drawer space to accommodate my increasing size of “drawers”.
My preference these days is for the fuller cut brief. The pants that hold everything in and gives support in the right places. Ones that keep your bum warm, your bits covered and tummy supported. Let’s face it you can hardly tuck a vest into a thong can you?
So my days of flicking lovingly through the Agent Provocateur catalogue are long gone. Now I like to settle down with Damart….and a glass of sherry…………
Sister popped round for quick coffee bringing round her daughter and daughter’s friend. The girls have tiedied up my 7 yo’s bedroom. Yay…..wonder if they can come back tomorrow to do 10 yo’s too tee hee heee
Popped down the road this morning to the Post Office. Had usual trawl of the charity shops as that is all that we have apart from Hairdressers and Barbers! Tried on a really lovely dress. Fitted well, really flattering, lovely colour….only one drawback….it was a trifle see-through. Reluctantly put it back on the rack….I don’t thing the people of Buckinghamshire are quite ready to see the colour of my knickers…not yet anyway lol
Oh to be 20 again….or 30….or even 40….in fact anytime pre-kids lol