Sunday 16th September

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.

Friday 14th September

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

Thursday 13th September

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 ….

Wednesday 12th September

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…)

Monday 10th September

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.

Sunday 9th September

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…………