Some new thoughts, mixed with some new patinas. The top left panel has me going giddy. I shall order some new boards for a large painting. It is smoky blue grey with gold mixed in. Really head over heels beautiful.
If you would like to see one very happy lady, play this. Goose bumps and cheek aching smiles.
I am going to a black tie event at the weekend, linked to Toms work, and I do not have a cue as to what to wear. I am out of touch with fashion these days. Does one don a long or short dress?
There is a story to the shorter black number. Tom and I went to Ireland for a friends christening, and on the way home stayed in the Morrison in Dublin. We went shopping in Brown Thomas and he bought me this dress. That evening we walked across Halfpenny bridge, and a very nervous Tom stopped me half way across, admiring the sunset , he nervously said the words I had been waiting seven years to hear,
‘Will you marry me?’
I didn’t notice the people streaming past us, my world was on hold.
My husband is tonight on top of a mountain. Quite literally. They have cycled the 300 miles from Scotland to Wales via the Lake District. Through breath taking scenery, six men on their bikes, one by one they have zipped past, those of us standing still. Today low on energy, as they have been on their bikes for the last six days, they cycled the last 80 miles from Liverpool to Wales. Once at the foot of Mount Snowdon, they ditched their bikes, and started the climb to the top. Tonight they will stay in tents on top of the mountain before their decent tomorrow. Their journey complete apart from a jolly good night out and a long train ride home to us on Thursday.
There is always a beginning and an end to a journey, taking you down a road in which you know not what will happen. It is often thrilling, and of course challenging to do something that you are scared to partake in. Sometimes you just have to take a leap into the inevitable. They did and look where it got them…on top of a mountain.
Want to see the view? …go climb, I’ll hold your hand.
The joy, the pain, the climb, the chase. My husband Tom is taking part in a challenge today. One that will take him away from us for six days. He and six team mates will be cycling from Scotland to Wales via the Lake District to the peaks of Snowdonia (300 miles). Once there they will climb over 3000 feet in two days, camping on Mount Snowdon and covering 40 miles on foot. The Coldstream Challenge. A big challenge.
He has a fancy new bike, a new body and a drawer full of padded lycra. The training has been extensive. It has taken him away from us for a fair amount of time, but all this is worth it for they have so far raised £34k for Help for Hero’s and the Wounded Warrior Programme in the States.
When he gets home next Thursday evening, we will be waiting with smiles on our faces and a very proud heart. Reach for the stars Tom, you can do it! X
Now, let me wipe away my tears…… onto another small matter of a give away! The names were put into a bowl this morning, and not one, but two names joined together came out, so it only seems fair that there are two winners……Gilliecoco_28 and Mano. Well done! Email me your details and I will pop them in the post. Have a good weekend, please send good thoughts to the men on their bikes with the world passing them by.
‘Attic’ in Hampton consists of two shops sitting side by side, one gift and home, the second, furniture and accessories. A third is in East Molesey and is mainly kids. Alistair and Debbie throw everything they love into these shops, shake it all around and present it as a beautiful set that is imaginative and creative, and most importantly makes you want to take a piece of it home.
Jade jewellery laid out within pages of old books, a vintage mannequin laden with a paper skirt stand by vintage boxes housing jewellery shipped from the States. Flower corsages cascading down walls. A wardrobe once opened reveals old comic pages papered to the door, and filled with kids curiosities.
Charlotte Cory’s Victorian portraits make me smile. She has created another world, one in which smartly dressed creatures pose for us. Each one tells a story, making you wonder about each mythological creature, as a collection she has created a wonderful cabinet of curiosities from Victorian calling cards, one that I would love to collect.
We went to see Emma, Anton and their sweet new baby Hope. A cup of tea in a gorgeous tea parlour turned out to be a little to much for my boy who needed to stretch his legs that never sit still. So off to the park we went, via Emma’s home.
And look what I found there, line upon line of her jewellery, everything counted and neatly placed, waiting for her hand. I enjoy seeing peoples creative process, it is interesting to see how people work, however I feel it is a private place, a space where one should be respectful. It is like a window into their world where they often loose themselves in their own thoughts. This in turn makes you the voyeur.
With thanks to Emma for letting me post these pictures.