blame it on the lad

I don’t really believe in making New Year’s resolutions. Making up rules for myself seems to bring with it the overwhelming temptation to immediately break them. Just because I can. But that notwithstanding, I have been very good since returning … Continue reading

re-buttoned

As you may remember, last weekend I went to a garage sale. Because I was so excited about it, I wrote about my tinful of treasures. But I forgot that I’d also brought this frock home with me. I took it … Continue reading

cut to fit

Yet again, it seems that I have managed to buy a frock which doesn’t fit me. It’s something I do seem to be making a bit of a habit of. I have a pile of things to alter already. First … Continue reading

sucker for a print

It’s funny, the things you notice. For instance, yesterday I noticed that the clothes-buying rules I apply to lad, I no longer apply to myself. Lad has had a growth spurt. He came downstairs dressed for a birthday do at … Continue reading

more than I bargained for

I gave myself a night off blogging. To recover from my somewhat disappointing experience on Sunday at Craft in the City (I only sold one thing). I’m over it now and back in the swing of things. So I popped into town, for … Continue reading