I got to meet Cath Kidston today. She's very cool, and had an excellent dress on. I have this major urge to take up sewing now, particularly after I randomly found a sewing machine in the loft. It would take up the spare three minutes I have in between spinning and knitting nicely! Especially as I now have a signed Cath Kidston Make book with lots ( Read more... )

Perhaps I'm easily overexcited, but I've been packing my bag for the Knitting Show at Ally Pally, trying to remember useful things like tickets and show guides, and the possibilities for shopping and seeing and touching and playing with things sends a tingle down my spine. Knitting has really brought out my creative tendencies. There are limitless ( Read more... )

Splendid find in the Oxfam Shop today. Several early Joan Aiken proof copies. I have a soft spot for Joan Aiken, even if I don't always like some of her more popular Dido Twite ones. Actually, I like her in the same way I like Eva Ibbotson - some of her books are brilliant, some good, and some don't do a thing for me. She has a feel for places that ( Read more... )

I wore my new cashmere today. It was a well timed purchase. It seems that autumn is well and truly here now. I was wishing it to perdition this morning though, torrential rain is not what I enjoy when walking to the station, strangely enough. It's been wet on and off all day, and just generally miserable. The sun is trying to peek through though, ( Read more... )

On the same road (Marylebone High Street, accursed place) in the space of a few hundred yards an innocent traveller might come across The White Company, Cath Kidston, Daunt Books, Monsoon, Brora and other such delightful boutiques.

I am not innocent. I also have no self control. See.


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Has anyone seen my Livejournal mojo? I think it got left behind in March. Maybe it's stuck in my head, along with two dozen posts that never made it to the screen. Alors ( Read more... )

One of the nice nurses at work has confimed that I definitely have a ganglion on my wrist.

Then I made the mistake of using Google.

Google images wasn't too dire, but the main Google results? If anyone comes anywhere near me with a bible I'm running for the hills!

Alternative Uses for the Bible that don't involve translating it into LOLcat

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Dear charity muggers on Carnaby Street,

If you dance around in front of me like that again, I will knee you in the balls . And I have a good aim. I said no politely. What more do you want?

It may be that I have some strange mental quirk (stop sniggering minniemoll) but I am unable to tweeze my own eyebrows. If it wasn't for the fact that I don't wish my brow to be considered a last resting place for a particularly hariy caterpillar I wouldn't do any more than waft one of those facial wax strips at them every so often as a last resort. I just ( Read more... )

There is something faintly Hogarthian about eating a wine gun with 'gin' stamped on it.

Of course, this was preceded by some minutes of confusion about why the first gum to come out of the packet had a word on it at all, not least when it said 'hook'. My dear kind boss, original supplier of said treat, patiently explained that it did not in fact ( Read more... )