Visiting Cat is curled up in a neat circle on one of a pair of new cushions – well, new covers my mother ran up for me from some scraps…
This little brown glass Wedgwood owl – a paperweight – has done the rounds: it’s been on a windowsill at my parents’ for about 20 years, but was originally an…
D likes a bit of paisley, and while he is somewhat concerned about – his words – “wearing middle-aged man clothes”, it was the detailing on this Pretty Green corduroy…
Since my granny’s navy blue coat* got a bit too tatty – I essentially wore it to death – I’ve been without a warm coat of my own and have…
In the Exile week (see previous post) I popped up to Portobello Market; didn’t find a mirror for the new-look bathroom, but did come back with a couple of small…
Had to absent myself from the flat for a few days whilst we had the bathroom redone – impossible to work with the builders in there, no working loo –…
…and an enormous fake fur hat. Looking for ways to make my now-limited wardrobe more varied, and perhaps accessorising is the way to go. These materialised from my mother’s exceedingly…
I’m buying far more plants – and plant containers – than clothes, at the moment. Sadly, the annual Tufnell Park Yard Sale was a wash-out this year, with only a…
With the prospect of attending a fancy-dress party in mind, this embroidered skirt (Pepe Jeans), from the hospice charity shop in East Finchley: I was envisaging a sort of Frida…
Kiin by John Lewis is a bit like, I reckon, a cheap take on a sort of Margaret Howell or Folk look – and it’s even better when cheaper still…
