Lovely Fence Post man came round this morning to look at my post (that is not a euphemism lol) to replace it. Mum had recommended him….I can quite see why 😁
Found myself unconsciously unzipping my hoodie to show off certain attributes. Shame it’s not summer….lol
Just had 1950’s pj’s altered. Bought them last year but needed new waistband. They make me feel like Doris Day “oh the Deadwood stage is a coming on over the hills ..(love that film) de..dee dee…porcupine quills..la la la…no time to delay…whip crack away…whip crack away
My 1950’s Christmas party look is coming on a treat. This week, my latest vintage purchase arrived. It was so prettily packaged too. It makes opening it even more thrilling.
Earlier this year I bought a beautiful 1950’s red velvet dress and I’ve been on the look out for the right underwear to go under it. Managed to find gorgeous red panty girdle. Cost a fortune but it was worth it. Also purchased a beautiful white net petticoat and white fishnets all from the 50’s. I’d been on the look out for a red bullet bra and finally managed to get one. It’s the closest I’m going to get to matching the panty.
It all looks rather lovely and you can’t help but feel delightfully feminine and attractive. I’ve got the bag, I’ve got the gloves, all I need now is red cocktail hat and a hostess apron wouldn’t go amiss…..who’s bringing the Champagne….lol
Dreadfully tired today as I haven’t been sleeping well since we got back from holiday. At least Lydia is settling better back in her own bed now. I’ve only had to spend one night with her this week in her little bed although I do sneak out once she’s asleep. She said to me ” oohhh wouldn’t it be lovely cuddling you all night mummy” whilst flinging an arm and leg over me – in effect pinning me to a 2ft 6″ mattress…… terrific!!
Anyway tonight is a onesie night. The Bunny Bear suit is coming out (bunny tail, bear ears – hence the name the kids have given it) and I’ll be settling down to pizza and a glass of the old vino…..hic
I’ve been going through a Mallory Towers phase thanks to Mrs. Blyton. Used to love those books especially reading about the midnight feasts by the rockpool. Although to be honest I prefer the Chalet School series. Much more fun with all that snow.
Anyway, with my love of vintage I’ve been tracking down a few bits of memorabilia. Managed to find a typewritten list of school uniform for a girls school recently. Then I found some badges from the 50’s. One of them says “Librarian” and the other “Prefect”. I always fancied working in a library – stamping all those books and handing out fines!
7yo was enthralled by the badges and picking up the Prefect one turned to me and said:
“Ooohhh Mummy can I have the one that says perfect”……
Needed to pop out to Tesco to get some provisions. Very stupidly decided to take 7yo with me. As a result came back with an awful lot of things that were not on the list. Will be going back to Tesco in the morning…..alone….
I am now 2/3rds of the way through my goal of running 3k a day during September. Today I also managed my best time ever at 19.54. I’m really quite proud of that. Only 10 more days to go….hope I can achieve it despite the weather forecast being warm on Tuesday lol……
I love this time of year and I particularly love conkers. I love their prickly shells and the beauty of the shiny brown conker within. My 10yo loves to collect them. He keeps them in his school bag where they tend to fester for the next 12 months lol.
It reminded me of the time that I was cooking with Lydia and how I nearly poisoned the family.
I used to use a whizzy gadget to chop up onions. Lydia loves to help in the kitchen. At the age of 3 she would stand on her stool by my side. It was conker season and she had found a baby conker! I was making spaghetti and chopping up onions in super whizzy gadget. I turned to get something, then did some more whizzing. Unfortunately things looked a bit green with brown bits! Light gradually dawned…..
Me: Lydia what have you done with baby Conker?
Lydia: I put him in the whizzy thing Mummy…….
I hate the school run. It’s not the going to school it’s the coming back….with all the clutter. We have book bags, rucksack, lunch boxes, coats and jumpers. And who ends up carrying them….ME. I tend to use my little run around for the school run which is only 3 doors. I then have to heave myself as elegantly as possible into the back of the car to sort out seatbelts. My neighbour gets a real treat night and morning lol…..
I think I must live in the most interesting place in the UK! On my travels this morning I stopped off to look at the notice board in the village where my kids go to school. The notice on “Places of Interest” caught my eye! Not only were the Post Office and the Petrol Station listed but, at number 12 was “Telephone kiosk”. It did make me laugh.. Surprised the pub only made no.7! Thank goodness the village don’t have a public toilet lol