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Ab Fab have a Christmas special coming out, see sneaky peek below.



Have a great weekend.

Unseasonal Treats

This weekend I enjoyed a long country walk, it blew away the cobwebs, and I was so glad I had taken my camera along. Most of the views were what you would expect; bright colourful berries, leaves carpeting the woodland floor and fungus sprouting on damp tree trunks.  But in amongst the usual Autumnal sights were others that I would not expect to see at this time of the year...












 Can you see the  pale trailing track of fungi snaking their way along the woodland floor?



I love the colour of these hardy Nasturtians







Then there they were, roses, in November, hung with a dew and web necklace.


Have a lovely week.




Lest We Forget


My Grandfather fought in the First World War.  He joined up with his brothers, he was just 15. Whilst fighting for Queen and country he was shot, but survived. When he was in his 80's he was taken ill, an X-Ray revealed the bullet, still there, buried deep within his body.  It wasn't just the bullet that was buried deeply, but also the terrible memories, of horror and loss.  Today, at 11pm we will remember and give thanks for the life we have today, and the sacrifices that made it possible.

*The above image is from a Christmas card sent out after the first World War.





The 19.57 from Euston

Warning: seriously romantic content, those of a cynical disposition look away now


A rakes progress

Some colour on a grey day - my lovely red Acer


Chinese Lanterns I grew from seed


A drive I saw whilst on a walk, I just loved the variations of pink


Raking, my new exercise of choice.  



The birds Autumn larder.


have a lovely, late Autumn day.







Victoria, Albert and Annie


I recently went to the V & A museum, I spotted something on the outside wall I haven't noticed before



I had gone to see the new photographic exhibition, but saw this as I climbed the staircase


which led to Annie's house


via Annie's door (apologies for photo quality)


with another, smaller house


containing


and here is her desktop


and some of the books she has used for writing her lyrics


also dotted around were some little vignettes of her time in the music industry





Well worth a visit if like me, you are an Annie Lennox fan.


The photographic exhibition for the record was small, it was mostly early photographs from the museums own collection, with the odd contemporary piece - such as an iconic Ansel Adams image thrown in. A narrated link if you're interested;





My Favourite Things

Raindrops on roses, at my neices 18th birthday party.



Rainbows, outside our house yesterday.



Funny notes that my kids have written.


A cream tea, in the shade, by a large millpond after a long, hot, sandy day at the beach.



All an excuse to look back at old photos, and not feel so bad that winter is a-coming.



Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens
Bright copper kettles and warm woolen mittens
Brown paper packages tied up with strings
These are a few of my favorite things

Cream colored ponies and crisp apple streudels
Doorbells and sleigh bells and schnitzel with noodles
Wild geese that fly with the moon on their wings
These are a few of my favorite things

Girls in white dresses with blue satin sashes
Snowflakes that stay on my nose and eyelashes
Silver white winters that melt into springs
These are a few of my favorite things

When the dog bites
When the bee stings
When I'm feeling sad
I simply remember my favorite things
And then I don't feel so bad

A Marvellous Misty Morning Moment


A photo I took of my view this morning as I drank my first cup of tea.  We live on a hill and look down into a valley, the mist hadn't yet lifted and it lent the view a quietly, mysterious and beautiful aura.   
Have a great weekend.

More Bags Than Louis Vuitton


My old nemesis came back last night - insomnia.  This morning I look like my Granny - after a rampant night out on the tiles.

I tried the usual remedies; counting sheep and thinking peaceful thoughts, but it was persistent, it wasn't giving up the fight.  In the end I got out of bed and sat on the stairs to read my book - Out Stealing Horses.  It is a beautiful, lyrical book but one that requires concentration as it is translated from Norwegian, and jumps from the present to the past paragraph by paragraph.  I recommend it as a read but not as a sleep aid, I wound up more tired and quite confused.

So today I'll make sure I do some exercise, cut out caffeine near bedtime, take a bath before bed and only go to bed when I'm tired.

Any top sleep tips gratefully received.

ps Blogger has been playing hard to get for sometime, I am often unable to comment. Apologies if I have not acknowledged your comments, I read and appreciate all of them. Have a great Thursday.