Lust List: April

{ As if there’s only three things I want in a month. Ha! } Vintage star maps, because I’m already decorating the bedroom of the dream house in my mind. Smock dresses, especially this sheer blush pink number from ASOS. I can’t really pull off smocks – they flare out over my curves & make me look a strange shape – but maybe a sheer fabric would fix that? Tassel wall hanging by Hackwith Design.…

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the dream house

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  Dreaming, dreaming of the big old storybook house we’ve found in the hills. 230 years old, with open fires, creaky floors & the warm, comforting heat of a big old AGA. If we lived here, we’d never need to move again. If we lived here, it would be happily ever after. Between us & the dream though lies some sort of bridge-based metaphor for the overly complicated & archaic English house buying system, with…

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Resolved

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How are you getting on with your New Years resolutions? I ask because I am kicking ass with mine! Sorry, not very modest but then modesty is so 2013… The biggest change for me has been around ‘selfishness’. I’m no Mother Theresa, but probably like a lot of women with low self esteem, I can find it difficult to put my own needs first.  As a mama, I’ve found this makes it hard to assert…

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a place like home

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  We’ve found a village; tiny, windswept, balanced precariously on the downward slope of a Yorkshire valley. Nearly every house is ancient, with beautiful views, stone walls & wood burning stoves. There are two pubs, no shops, a tiny school and roe deer that roam free & turn up in your back garden in the mornings. It’s everything we’ve been dreaming of, and houses sell for within our price range. It’s all falling into place.…

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reasons to run for the hills

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Because it’s green there To have a fire & a garden & a stone kitchen floor So the chickens can roam free So Orla can go to a small village school & get an adorable Yorkshire accent Because it snows there instead of raining Because it rains there instead of being grey To see the stars as night again Because I do all my shopping online anyway For the views For the Sunday markets For…

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The Sunday Project

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Sundays are for escaping the city & breathing fresh, green air. But first there is breakfast – lazy, always with plural cups of tea, all three of us at the table & The Archers omnibus in the background.  Sometimes I make pancakes & we can’t eat them fast enough, so we take turns standing at the cooker while O waves hers around in delight. Everything smells of coffee & maple syrup & the windows fog…

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Hello 2014

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Goodbye 2013, with a quiet NYE; no champagne, no spangly dresses. Instead, the lights from the tree, a glass of something stronger, a sleeping infant in the darkness upstairs.   2014 will be better. We promised ourselves this last year, too, but now, a year wiser, I see that we did nothing to make that come true. This time we will work at it. Everything that was hidden has been turned to the light &…

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Rosemary

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Sat at the kitchen table, weaving these little wreaths out of rosemary to use as  last-minute napkin rings on the 25th. Glass of red wine & radio 4 for company, the only light from the fairy lights. My fingers smell of winter.

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