It's Friday. Again. Where did the rest of the week go, I wonder. Anyway, without further ado I shall launch this week's ship of happiness.
Firstly, DS Luke bought me a present. It's not Christmas. It's not my birthday. I hadn't dropped any heavy hints. He gave it to me yesterday and I was almost struck dumb (this is pretty much a first since the sweet little bunny he got me when he went on a school trip when he was 9). I asked him if there was a particular reason and he responded gruffly, "It was in the sale." Good enough for me.
Rumer has a lovely voice, very calm, very mellow. Very Karen Carpenter.
This is me in my
conservatory studio, snipping and glueing away while listening to my new Rumer cd. Bliss.
Thank you, Luke.
Today's charity shop finds were very exciting. A lovely pink top for DD Hope, for £1. 3 plain wooden birdhouses just asking to be altered, 95p each. Brand new 'knitted' mug, 50p. 2 big books full of wonderful pictures of the 1930's onwards. The Diary of a Farmer's Wife 1796-1797, looks like she tells it like it is. And 2 reels of lovely Gisela Graham vintage look ric-rac, £1 each. Bargainous.
Thank you to those who bothered to take their unwanted things to a charity shop, rather than putting it in the bin.
We all LOVED The King's Speech, and we so pleased Colin Firth won Best Actor at the Golden Globes. What a wonderful film; the history of the time, the feel, the mood, the way of speaking, the etiquette, the way of the Royal family. I drank it all in, and I think I've been quite heavily influenced this week by what I saw in the film (hence Apportioning the Load, previous post?).
We enjoyed seeing the film together, so thanks kids for coming along with us. It's getting more and more difficult to find a film we all want to see.
Ahem, I told Grant I wanted a bit of variety in the bedroom. When I then said I wanted to bring in a couple of birds, he readily agreed.
Maybe I should explain.
Every night at bedtime, while we read, we drink camomile honey and vanilla tea. Yummy. But we can only have a tiny mug because otherwise, being of a certain age, we have to get up in the night. Not good. Being as I am a bit OCD the mugs have to match.
So sometimes we have (my favourite) the bunny mugs.
Other nights we have (Grant's favourite) Little Mermaid and Davros. These might not look like they match on first glance but there is a link if you look carefully (think legs).
But I was getting a bit bored with them, and found these two little feathered sweeties in the charity shop, brand new and shiny just waiting for me. I have the (Blue) Tit, Grant has the Nut(hatch).
So thank you darling Grant for accommodating my need for more mugs in our life.
That's probably more information than you really needed about my bedtime activities and I sometimes think I should get out more.........
Thank you to bloggy friend SusieJ for using my name 'Joanna' and 'words of wisdom' in the same sentence in her Rocking Friday post. It doesn't happen often and I'm still savouring the moment.
Thank you to Hope for being extra helpful when Grant was away last night.
Thank you to Susie and Rosie Mae for making me smile. I adore our cuddles, thanks girls.
|Susie 'the Madam' Tu|
|Where did Rosie Mae think she was dragging her bed?!|
|My beautiful Rosie Mae.|
Thank you to my friend David who sent me this Youtube link. If you've got the time to watch it then please do (it lasts about 12 minutes). We laughed so much we nearly cried. It is a Yeoman of the Guard giving some tourists a guided tour of the Tower of London. He should be on the stage and/or teaching our children history.
Thank you David for sending me some laughter.
Thank YOU for having read to the bottom of this post.
That's me for today. Wishing you all a safe weekend.
I'll leave my link with Virginia (click on button on sidebar) and then go and visit any other Rockers who have posted their lists.
Bye for now.