I don’t know about you, but I’m ready for a bit of light relief on the weather front. Given that I find it completely impossible to create any semblance of elegance in that dreaded combination of wind and rain (whilst still being really bloody cold), something a little bit mild and a little bit dry [...]
Monthly Archives: January 2010
Jan 27
if my colours all run dry
Well, if only to corroborate the claims made in my last post: This is the gospel according to Vogue. Still love bretons? A love not likely to wane? Uh-huh, the gospel according to Vogue (and Logsy/Selfridges/et alia…) It seems, however, that the only acceptable thing to combine with said Breton (according to Vogue, the gospel [...]
Jan 22
je t’aime, je t’aime, oh oui, je t’aime!
Selfridges window display! Aaaaah! It never fails. But this time. This time! Seriously. Ok, firstly: So, anything remotely philosophical (yeah, I reckon Plato wore stripes) is always going to get me. Anything remotely nostalgic is always going to stop me in my tracks and make me think/feel/long. I just love this sign – don’t you? [...]
Jan 21
all over people changing their votes, along with their overcoats
There’s not much in the world more satisfying than walking along to the sound of The Clash. It’s (almost) enough to inspire narcissistic tendencies, in an I’m-walking-down-the-street-listening-to-much-better-music-than-you sort of way. It’s definitely enough to make me accidentally take a detour into Zara and buy a cheap, stripy and rather lovely top (admittedly, you can’t really [...]
Jan 14
what a life it would be, if you could come to mine for tea
On Tuesday, I made lasagne! Wow. This is an absolute first. You don’t even want to know about my bloody lasagne, do you? Well, I’m sorry, but I’m tellin’ you anyway! It was wonderfully/scrumptiously/successfully delicious and, well, lasagne can’t fail to look impressive, can it? We had it for dinner on Tuesday and again yesterday [...]
Jan 11
i’ve got the bell bottom blues…
‘cos my sweetie is a sailor and he’s sailing somewhere on the sea. I’ve got the bell bottom blues ‘cos I’m crazy ’bout a sailor and I don’t know when he’s coming back to me. I shake my head and refuse when the fellas come a’calling and they want to take me on a date… [...]
Jan 09
little miss sorrow
Discovered a song I’d never heard before on the Herman’s Hermits record I bought t’other day. Little Miss Sorrow. Cyclically, hauntingly lovely. Sing to me, bring to me, Every sweet thing to me, sunshine. Run away, laugh and play, Talk away hours with me. Toy bells, pretty tunes, Sun and moon shine through my window. [...]
Jan 05
don’t let them fool ya, or even try to school ya, oh no!
Woooosh! Snow! Loads of it! This is that proper sort of snow that almost makes you want to go outside in hats and gloves and with everything tucked in and have a snowball fight. (It doesn’t really, I couldnt think of anything I’d less want to do than throw snowballs at someone and have them [...]
Jan 02
i’ve got a feelin’ called the blu-uh-ues…
I haven’t really got the blues. But Hank has. Hank Williams that is. Or so he has frequently been telling me. Santa visited early this year(!) and kindly brought me the record player I asked for, so Hank’s lovesick blues are getting a daily airing. It’s currently my favourite crackly thing to play. The boy [...]
