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fantastic mr fox was lovelllllly.

awwwwwwwooo. sliver spoons and vanilla and christmas turkish delight we've only just finished.

motown chartbusters vol. 3 used to be my favourite thing to listen to when i was younger, mum always had it on and i love every song on it. i brought it at the second hand car boot, it was a quid. bargain! the man then tried to sell me a record player (they were all really nice old ones in shiny blue and red leather cases) but i had to tell him i couldn't afford one but was building up my record collection in hope i might get a player for my birthday (please mum) we also wanted to get this tiny tiny tv. it was really old (but srtill colour) and it only got channels 1234. it was so sweet and only a fiver, we walked around to have a think about it and when we got back he was just selling it to someone. waa. sad.

i told mum about the record and she got all excited because she had it when she was sixteen and said she hoped it was hers (she gave her record collection away years ago. makes me wonder if i should save cassetts. i doubt i'll ever want to hear now! 32 again though)

tom got a silver cigarette case and ive started using my half frame camera again. yeaaaah.

things left over from st valentines day. it was lovely, nothing over extravagant at all but just right. 
the roses are the two that tom gave me and the two tins i found at the second hand sale at the market. yayayaya ooh i forgot to take a photo but i brought a borjouis blusher from the 30's it still has the blusher in it! it's tiny and the box is made from cardboard and it's just blue print on cream card but it's lovely.the tins were a bargain from the same stall. me and tom had a really nice time just walking around the market all day (cuuute rabbits for sale) looking at everything. we had a fiver each and the tins and blusher only cost 3 quid. yayayaya i was so happy

 

  

  

  

things are sweet or sour, sugar or spice, hot or cold, good or bad. Nothing ever happens in the middle anymore

 

 

 

 

 

 

everything is still very dark, but its getting brighter. like little shimmers of hope.this month my favourite colours are indigo and burgundy and a little bit of sea green. and gold. and sliver. shimmery things. lilly is coming soon im exctieddddd i want to go to hyde park picture house with her. and aladdins cave where tom got my ring, and look at all the nice stuff. and maybe buy some. if i have any money. oh la la la la la

still cant stop thinking about an education. oh me oh myyyyy

 

ive been doing very very little. i liked christmas because 1) the snow was glitttery 2)tom brought me a big opal that now resides on my middle finger 3) i feel a bit more like myself again.

 i love this film. everytime i watch something set in the early sixties i can't sleep afterwards because all i can think for days and days on end is how im convinced i was meant to have been young then. it just makes me all unsettled and like i want to go somwhere filled with things i dont know about just so i could pretend to be sometime and someone else for a little bit. 

even this book, set in the twenties makes me feel like that,. for a flat book its so stupidly full of life it's almost painful to remind yourself it's not real. it never really happened. that's the one bad thing about books, an enormous sense of disappointment afterwards. but i suppose it's worth it if not for that short time of feeling like you're part of something different. 

i can't wait for christmas the gold lights and clear nights and constellation spotting with dad and tree making with maisie and doing normal nice things and having fun. im so tired of being tired, sleep is ruling my life.

i feel like lady luck

home sweet home

i have enough teacups for all the tea in china

holidays are too nice, dangerously nice, you start to think 'i could get used to this'. a little town called dartmouth is a very nice place to stay indeed. it's quite curious, as you can only really reach it by boat. (unless you want to go the long way round) i stayed in one of the narrowest houses in england. It's 9ft wide and beautiful. i've read two books. the first was Eight Months on Ghazza Street by Hilary Mantel. It was just so good. I wanted to read it because i know very little about the middle east and their relations with the west, but i think it's interesting. I thought this book might ease me into it. I cant even describe what made it so good but it just was.

the second book is the comforters by Muriel Spark. im still only half way through but its intriguing. plus the cover illlustration is lovely. i do have a fondness for penguin books and the smell of an old paperback

on my travels i visited Greenway house, where Agatha Christie lived with her husband and archeologist max many many mooooooooons ago. Their house isnt like big posh homes you can visit around the country, instead it was large but snug all at once. what made it even more exciting for me was the fact the whole family were collectors. i thought i'd died it was so goood. it was full of collections of pocket watches, collections of ornate silver stamp holders, cigarette cards, chinese vases, fine bone china, tiny wooden boxes. ooooooooh it was dreamy. unfortunatley you cant take photos in there which was more than a little disappointing.

another stunning old home was coleton fishacre. i assure you it's much more magical than it sounds. why they gave such an unflattering name to such a stunning place, i'll never know. It was the home of Rupert D'Oyly Carte and his wife. The whole house is so incredibly art deco, i think they were something of pioneers in the arts & crafts movement in the 20's/30's. they too collected, but i suppose in a more minimal way. there were beautiful pieces of furniature, ornaments, cigarette holders, paintings, china. But best of all was the garden. the house sits on top of a hill in kingswear, and the garden runs around the house and all the way down to pudcome cove. the biggest most magical garden i have ever been in, with gorgeous views of the sea. another interesting thing about their garden is that because the coast is close to the gulf stream they have the ability to grow tropical plants and flowers. some of them were really like nothing i have ever seen before. giant ruhbarb type plants at least two men tall, little babbling brooks, whole hillsides covered in hydrangeas.

oh dear oh dear oh dear i do love blue thigs. the past few weeks i have b een decorating and cooking and being very domesticated. this weekend was good. i went to the car boot on sunday in woolpit and brought these three blue things. the first are my booooooooooootiful powder blue scales, im in love. theyre so sosososososooo nice. i brought those and my 50's autograph book from a nice man for 6 pounds which isn't too bad. the autograph book is really funny, i have the autograph of a man who was in 16 carry on films! the other blue thing is my wallet. it was 20p! its real leather and had SIX compartments including one with a zip! what more can a girl ask for

today a nice lady in a shop in finningham gave me these for freeeeee. i have nine of them and i wanted them to put tiny little flowers in on my windowsill. yayyaaaaaaaaaaaay.

the ship matches were from a lovely round flowery tin that my dad put all his bits and bobs in from the army. there are lots of medals which i think were from his family and some were his and badges and pins and there is a nice old compass in there too. the match box is tiny weeny. you cant imagine matches being that short really. you'd burn your fingers!

this blue book is called 'home words for heart and hearth' at the bottom in little gold letters it says 'the heart has many a dwelling place but only once a home'
when i opened it it has a letter in and lots of newspaper cuttings that were my granpas, they were all of leicestershire cricket players. the book was published in 1893. woweeeeee
it has lots of stories in it, i think theyre all based around the bible. at the beginning of every chapter it has a section called 'housewives corner' it smells so old!

this is a philips' contemporary world atlas printed in 1954. it was a present to my mum on her 8th birthday from her ukrainian godfather uncle peter kleeschun. the colours look all dusty and old and its nice. its green and yellow and pink and blue mainly which are my favourites the type on the front is gold on pea green which is what all books should look like its very beautiful. there are lots of things in our house that i didnt even know we had, i think its all very interesting. on sunday im going to make mummy take me to the carboot so i can find knick knacks to go in my letterpress draw

this week i have inherited the family china. it was my great grandmothers and it's been sitting in our garage for years i like it, theres lots of it plates and bowls and teacups and saucers and lots of silver. the other day louie brought lots of beermats for one pound forty and there were three of the same one so i have one and it's for cornish bitter and its nice. i never used to like lavender now im obsessed; i picked lots and put it in my pillow last night it was so so so so so yummy aaaaaaaaaaand my nice granny sheila made me a purple and teal button necklace :)


daddy just told me there are people stealing our blueberries at the allotment. jelgerg;flb no!

this afternoon i have been on the allotment with dad and jasper our spaniel. ive picked/cut/dug:
garlic
carrots
broad beans
french beans
courgettes
artichokes
potatoes
raspberries
blueberries
lettuce
beetroot

i also ate peas straight out of the pod. mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm

i have the bedroom of a child!