Wednesday, 31 March 2010
Old magazine and clothing catalogues of my mums would be trawled through and cut up. My aunt used to bring us old Simplicity and Style pattern books from the shop she worked in and me and my sisters would cut out hundreds of the 'models' and play fashion parades giving a running commentary on the clothes as they were paraded up and down the 'catwalk'. Or beauty contests where we would make up names and jobs and hobbies for each contestant.
Also making collages on with a specific theme. I remember I did one for school on the 5 senses, all lips and eyes and hands.
Gluing, cutting and sticking.
Hours of fun and happy memories.
I still enjoy cutting out pictures. Sometimes they have been useful for projects that the children have had to go at school. Sometimes they get pasted in my inspiration book. Mostly though they have just accumulated into a big fat pile.
On Monday I was feeling a bit bleurgh. Rubbish weather and a few other issues that combined to a make me a bit low. As I was doing the housework I noticed the box under the bed where all my cutouts are kept and decided to have a rummage.
Oh I'm so glad I did. It was very soothing. Out came the glue and a small piece of cardboard and I spent a very happy hour absorbed in choosing a selection of pictures and words.
It's sat on my mantlepiece in the dining room and everytime I have come into the room and seen the dotty, stripey, hearty, holly loveliness of it all it has made me smile.
Sunday, 28 March 2010
So proud of our T for taking part.
The event was held at a private girls school in Salisbury. I nipped out about halfway through T's swim as I needed some fresh air, it was getting a bit hot and stuffy for me, and I snapped a couple of things that caught my eye.
The entrance looked very attractive
This tree in the grounds was planted in 1991 by Diana, Princess of Wales.
And I found out, just as I wandering back to the pool, that the building you can see through the trees in the background is the arts block and in there they were hosting an art and textile exhibition. Unfortunately there was no time for a nose round.
We turned up at 7pm to be shown into the bar next door where we were chatted to by a tipsy young woman. She looked very elegant perched on a bar stool, sipping gin from her tall stemmed glass and wearing navy blue 50's style cocktail dress. She gosspied about being part of the entourage staying there with Elizabeth Taylor and Richard Burton. I think she may have been portraying Vivien Leigh because of few remarks she made, how very glamourous! Then it was on to a room upstairs for a briefing from an American solider who told us that in the next room Roosevelt and Churchill were sat making plans for Operation Overlord. WWe had to show our passes, which we were given at the door, to indicate we had security clearnace to be there!
Tuesday, 23 March 2010
But today we are back to the grey and wet.
Maybe I should keep these mittens I bought from Saturday's table top sale to hand rather than packing them away to await the wintery months.
They have never been worn. Isn't the heart pattern sweet.
Confession time. Nothing too dreadful though.
I own two coats I have never worn.
Why haven't I worn them?
Because when I bought them both, from different charity shops, they each had a button missing.
And they have sat in the wardrobe waiting for me to get organised enough to buy suitable new ones.
I finally sorted that issue out on Saturday afternoon.
The red coat, owned 3 years, is having the plain brown buttons replaced by much prettier ones.
And the floral coat, owned 20 months, is having the fabric covered ones replaced by equally floral pretties.
Sunday, 21 March 2010
Wednesday, 17 March 2010
Tuesday, 16 March 2010
During my stint at the charity shop last week I found a vegetarian cookbook filled with recipes devised for young babies and small children with another section for older children and family meals. As I'm always trying to make sure I get lots of fruit and veg into the family diet I was thrilled to find this book and have earmarked lots of new things to try.
Last night was the turn of this vegetable and cheesy polenta bake. G, T and S returned more or less clean plates and G took the leftovers into work today for lunch. Result!
If you fancy giving it a go...
Pour 4oz instant polenta onto 17floz boiling water, stirring all the time. Cook until thick and smooth. Take off the heat. Stir in 3oz grated cheese and season with black pepper. Pour into a shallow rectangular dish and leave to cool and set.
In a saucepan heat a lttle oil and fry and onion, garlic, red pepper and a cubed butternut squash. Fry for a few minutes then add 14oz can chopped tomaotes and quarter pint of vegetable stock and a dash of Italian seasoning. Cover and simmer for 15 mins. Transfer to an ovenproof dish.
The recipe then suggests using cookie cutters in different shapes such as sun, moon, hearts to cut out the cooked polenta and arrange on top of the veg mix. Top the polenta with more grated cheese and bake for 15 minutes. I served this with green beans. Enjoy!
Monday, 15 March 2010
One of my purchases from the Saturday table top sale was this plain black mac from La Redoute at a bargain price of 40p. The sunglasses I bought in Primark along with the other 2 pairs I'm holding! I didn't intend to buy anything I just cut through the store on the way to get the bus and well you know how it is????!!!
Saturday, 13 March 2010
Monday, 8 March 2010
A terracotta tub of spring colour in the front garden.
Spotting the heart shaped buttons on S's new (to her) school dress as I was ironing it ready yo hang in the wardrobe to await the warmer days to come.
Eating one of these very moist chocolate and cranberry brownies. I urge you to bake them soon!
Sunday, 7 March 2010
He had a check up at the vets yesterday and has another appointment next week too to check on his progress. He's going to have to eat a special type of cat food for the rest of his life to help lower the risk of another occurence.
He has been so affectionate since he came home, lots of bedtime snuggles and tummy tickles.