Bracing myself for...

...a weekend with Annalisa. She'll be hurtling down the A1 tomorrow for a couple of nights chez nous.

There may be cocktails, there may be champagne, there may be inappropriate behaviour for ladies of our age...I couldn't possibly say.

Here's us more years ago than I care to remember!

Happy weekend tout le monde!

A treat on...

...a Monday. They make me happy just looking at them. Think they're called Avalanche? Heavenly, whatever they're called.

Got them from lovely Jenny, who has the florists just round the corner from the shop.

A present from...

...Monsieur Le P. If only!

Is it possible...

...to love a chest of drawers? If it is, then I love this one. It is too gorgeous for words. As gorgeous, dare I say it, as Rufus Sewell. Only with more drawer space.

Look how quickly these babies have grown! Above...2-3 days ago..

below...now!

White ones are the best, don't you think?

Rufus Sewell is...

...a man worth staying in for on Sunday nights. Especially bedecked in gorgeous tailoring against a Roman backdrop. In my dreams I am that gorgeous sultry beauty who plays his love interest, with her never-ending wardrobe of satin blouses. I nearly threw my slipper at the television when they locked in a passionate embrace...lucky cow. I saw him in the flesh once, years ago in one of those trendy London clubs that media types hang out in. Stood next to him at the bar. Yup. Just as gorgeous in the flesh. I wanted to stroke him, but thought I might get thrown out.

My office pin board...

.. is a bit of a chaotic affair. There are about a million photographs, postcards, magazine pages, bits of ribbon, addresses, reminders etc. all thrown on in a haphazard fashion. It's inches thick in some places.

I've just made this slightly more restrained version to hang in my bedroom. Thought I might make some up to sell in the shop if it pleases...

Monsieur Le P...

...has been fiddlin' again and has set me up with this smart new diary. This one you can sign up to if you want and add your own half pounds worth! I refuse to call it a "Blog" on the grounds that it's an unattractive word. I might go with "Bloge", with a soft "g"...sounds a lot nicer don't you think? Actually, I think he thinks that a halfwit like me will find this one easier to work. What do you think?

Ventured out into my garden this week. Haven't been further than the bins and back for weeks. Joy of joys, I found tiny signs of life! The first tips of the spring bulbs showing through the soil and fat buds on the apple tree. Yippee! Roll on spring!

For Christmas I got...

...Wellies and slippers. What does that say about me do you suppose? I'm not complaining of course, but there was a time when I got killer heels and Champagne.

Happy New year etc. etc.
I've already tried the wellies out on the beach ...they work perfectly.