No blogging, no tweeting.
A sprinkling of showers followed by a short burst of summer.
Frolicking down at the bottom of the garden, the secret garden.
A very wet tent.
Swimming in the English channel. Twice.
Two boat rides.
And back to reality with a thud :-)
Tuesday, 31 July 2012
Wednesday, 18 July 2012
Monday, 16 July 2012
We spotted this beautiful strip of wildflowers on our cycle to Wimbledon the other week. So en route to the Bot's rents for lunch this weekend it seemed like an ideal spot to stop and snap a few pics.
I'm not one for matchy, matchy outfits (too twee, too French) but I liked how the blues all worked together in this outfit.
It's been a fairly quiet and chilled out weekend; one of those 'sorting out life' weekends. And good to get some much needed sleep before we head off to Secret Garden Party festival this weekend with the crew, cannot wait! Just need to pray the weather holds out...well, we did just have the first sans rain day of the summer. And if you believe in the tradition of St Swithun...we're due some pretty decent (and by decent I mean no rain) for the next forty days. Hope I didn't just jinx it :-)
Cardigan: Forever 21, £15 ish
Top: Primark, £10 ish
Skirt: Matalan, £10 iah
Shoes: Kate Kanzier, £20
Bag: Kate Kanzier (Christmas present from the Bot)
Bracelet (present from my sister)
Earrings: Claire's accessories, £3.50
Friday, 13 July 2012
Friday, 6 July 2012
When the lovely folk at Warburtons asked if i'd like to try their Wheat & Gluten free range the answer was obvious, "Hell yes!"
I've been wheat/gluten free for about five years now. I do succumb to temptation every now and then (who can say no to free bread at dinner) but i'm soon put in my place. Be it "down that end", headaches, or feeling ridiculously tired, i've finally learnt that wheat/gluten is not my friend.
But I love bread; freshly baked bread, smothered in butter. Doorstep sandwiches with ham off the bone. God, i'm drooling already. Thing is, until about last year the wheat/gluten free alternatives were RUBBISH. Plastic pasta, break that fell apart at the mere sight of a buttered knife.
But now it seems the industry is catching on...and suddenly us "fussy eaters" (this is a personal pet hate of mine...i'm not fussy, my body REJECTS wheat, hello?) now have a plethora of choice, nice one Warbs!
Here's my mini review of Warburtons so far (the rest is stocked in my freezer - that's right people, this stuff freezes. Revolutionary for us G/WF peeps).
Spiced fruit loaf
I took this beauty to the office for a taste-off, and 'cos everyone loves a Friday afternoon treat. Fellow G/W free friend gave it a big thumbs up. The rest of the "normal" eaters thought it was pretty good...only one minor comment that the butter didn't melt into the loaf as much as "normal" loaves. Honestly, if they only knew...
Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm. Sliced well, held their own against the butter and tasted like a real roll. These will be featuring in my lunch box a lot.
I hadn't had one of these in years...i'm pretty sure my mum used to give them to me and my sister when we got home from school, along with a mug of hot Ribena. Prime comfort food, delicious. The real deal.
Now you might be able to nail a teacake, Warburtons, but what about the bread? So often G/W free bread is sweet, dry, miniature (why is that? are G/W free people smaller?), and crumbly. I DREAM of being able to make a sandwich to take to work for my lunch (hey, we don't all dream of moving to Hollywood, some of our dreams are more, say, achievable). But I was impressed, very impressed. Ham, salad and salad cream sandwich, no problem. Did it crumble when the butter knife hit the surface? Did it hell. And the final test...would it satisfy two ravenous, slightly intoxicated folk at the end of a night on the town. Why yes it did. Nom, nom, nom.
Big ups Warbs, i'm quite excited that you and your G/W free family are now a staple feature in my kitchen cupboard. I'd say i'm even starting to feel vaguely normal. Well, just vaguely.
Happy weekends all x
Monday, 2 July 2012
Ended up at Wimbledon sooner than I thought! Bot and I cycled down on Saturday and chilled out on Murray Mound with a picnic, champers and lots of Pimms and we scored with the weather, it was HOT (ok, warm, but considering the summer thus far, we were pretty lucky). Saw Serena *yawn* make it through, and scored some centre court tickets just in time to catch the end of Roddick’s match, and the beginning of Murray’s, aces!
Trying out a new combo in the wardrobe department; mixing prim/vintage pieces with tees. Not revolutionary by any means, but I do like the contrast. AND, I’ve re-discovered my leggings. Perfect for teaming under skirts to keep you that little bit warmer, and so handy on the bike – I can flash to my heart’s content and not have to worry about pant-gate.
Now, just to get through the week, meh. x
If like me you’ve cut off the sleeves and neckline of your man’s tee and discovered that the tee now falls around your boobs, grab a piece of ribbon and pull the sleeves together at the neck – voila, a halter neck, and a pretty back.
|can't resist a bit of merchandise|
|my new fave sunnies - only £2|
Tee - free cast off
Skirt: vintage, £12 ish
Leggings: super old discovery
Belt: Hobbs via a charity shop, £5
Sunnies: Tiger, £2