Monday, 24 October 2016

Book Club Sunday lunch

Yesterday our book group gathered to discuss 'Transit' by Anna Seghers, first published in 1942. The story is about refugees during the Second World War and their desperate efforts to get to a place of safety. Given all that is going on in the world at the moment it was a troubling read.
But the company, the setting and the food were all great. Janet had redecorated the small sitting room with a pop of colour and it really displays her embroideries and paintings by Steve and friends beautifully.

 Painting below by Alf Stockham.
 Daisy was not impressed. 
'Wake me up when the food is served.'
 Situated by the Severn Estuary, the quality of light is wonderful.
 The sun was setting as we left.

 You can see how the environment influences their work.
Oil painting by Steve Jacobson.
Today the weather is cold and wet and I'm well wrapped up in winter woollies - it's a very invisible Monday! 
But last Monday was a different matter, warmth and sunshine in Corfu and the opportunity to wear a  sundress from Gap in my favourite colour purple.
Worn with a fair trade cotton crochet sunhat and a M&S cardi to share with Patti at Not Dead Yet Style.

Friday, 21 October 2016

Corfu skywatch

When the weather turns cold in Blighty there is nothing nicer than sneaking away to somewhere warm where it's possible to lie in the sun, swim in the sea and gaze at a blue sky for Friday Skywatch!
 We are just back from a week in Corfu 
 where, most days, the weather was obliging.

 But when these clouds rolled in
we decided to take cover.
Time for a milkshake at the American diner.

 But most days it was hot enough to cram on my new sunhat.
Dancers came to the hotel in their beautiful traditional costumes.

 We had a lovely time.

Monday, 19 September 2016

Visible Monday - small pleasures.

I'm watching the 'Great British Bake Off' where  one of the contestants has such a wonderfully lipsticked mouth that I can't see what she's baking for watching her perfect cupid-bow lips as she puckers and ponders, and in  moments of extreme tension chews on her lips. I can't remember when I last bought a lipstick, it must have been a considerable few years ago. I have always  worn a quiet, understated nude colour. My first lipstick as a teenager was Miner's 'Gypsy Clover' and I stayed with it for decades. Then I went upmarket with Helena Rubinstein's  'Pearl 229' which is a lovely product in every way, the casing is a smooth stone effect, looking and feeling wonderful in the hand. But watching that expressive, well-painted mouth on television I decided that I was in need of a bit of colour!
Well, perhaps not this much!
 I've chosen Mac's 'Asian Flo.'
 I wasn't wearing my pink glasses when I chose it so it's lucky that they fit together.

 I was wearing these lilacish specs when I chose the lippy. Anything with a blue element to it seems to work quite well for me.
 It's raining today and I'm housebound, doing Monday chores. I'm wearing an indigo chambray shirt-waister from Toast that is comfortable and practical. It has all the elements that I like - sleeves, pockets and a decent length of skirt. It's worn with a Hobb's belt, purple suede flats that were hand made for me decades ago and an amber necklace, a present from one of my daughters.
Sharing with Patti of Not Dead Yet Style.

Friday, 19 August 2016


Donna has posted a book of dog drawings by the British artist Lucy Dawson. I'd never heard of her, but turned to google to discover that she had lived for many years in Bristol, just a stone throw from where I live now. Donna's post prompted me to look in my old sketchbooks. I've always drawn dogs, usually when asleep, sprawled out by the fire or curled up in a basket; my parent's old spaniel, Meg,
 and a friend's fox terrier, Bertie,
but especially Maisie, my beloved smooth fox terrier, so much missed.

 Asleep on her feet!

The drawings that crowd out most of my sketchbooks are of our children. I started to draw them soon after they were born. Once again I most often sat to draw them when they are fast asleep. I particularly like this double page spread of Wee One in her bedroom - it was always a rather chaotic space.
 I think that on this occasion she must have had a cold!
Watching television was another time to catch them in a fairly static pose.

The sketchbooks are full of little snippets of everyday life. When I look at these drawings I remember every small detail of cloth and colour.

They were so used to me looking at them that they took not a blind bit of notice!
 I'm so pleased to have a record of their progression through childhood.