Time for tea

Hmm, these shelves don't really give the teapot an air of sophistication

Love it!

After four weeks of chasing the idiot woman on Ebay, she finally sent me my beautiful teapot. I just need to fix the spout with some ceramic glue and then it's good to go. I feel I can't put the set in a cupboard just yet, as I like to look at it too much. But the CD shelves are not really the place for nice china.

At Last! Finches!

Chaffinch with attitude

The birds are going insane for the Robin and songbird food I put in the feeders yesterday. It must be those meal worms. I spotted a couple of Chaffinches in the garden for the first time. Such stunners. And now the Jays are back too, showing off around the peanuts. The blackbirds are playing hard to get. I tried tempting them with cheese but the pigeons got there first. Boo.

Crochet my face

Fucking hell!

I decided I want to own one of those nice crochet and beady things you put over a jar of jam to stop the wasps getting in. My online search revealed that as well as fighting the cause for good (stopping wasps dancing in my condiments), crochet can be used for forces of pure evil. Just what kind of sicko would rather their kid had a crocheted face!! I'm sure I've already seen that girl on Crimewatch.

I dunno, maybe I'm being too harsh on crochet. Perhaps these things could be dished out on the NHS instead of costly facial reconstructive surgery. Someone should tell that woman who's face was eaten by a chimp.

Some bulbs survived the squirrels!

Tulips a go-go

Having spent yesterday practically inside the compost heap, today I couldn't be bothered to do any work in the garden. Outside it's cold, wet, muddy and almost everything looks dead. But on closer inspection there few joyous nooks and crannies. I can't wait until all my bulbs are up.

The cream tea event

The Midwinter Stylecraft deign, Quite Contrary

Three new tea cups that go with my cake stand have arrived. Along with the two pinkies it's becoming quite a set! As soon as I get the garden looking presentable and it warms up a bit, I'm going to hold a cream tea event. The dress code will be summer dresses and floppy hats. We'll sit, sipping Lady Grey in the Spring sunshine.

Scones needed

photo shoot needed

I'm a bit disappointed that the socks don't look better in the picture. This is by no means a slight on the bed socks. They remain the best things I've ever had the pleasure of wearing on my feet and legs. It's my rubbish photography that should take the brunt of any criticism. Don't blame the socks, whatever you do. I'm going to have to do some more pictures.

Maximum warmth at minimum cost

Yeah! Sock it to 'em!

Ha ha! I've only gone and bought the long version of my bed socks! These are now definitely the best thing I own. And get this... £5 reduced from £30!!

Gotta keep ahead of the game

Just missed out on winning another dutch girl head vase on Ebay. She looks good on her own but I'd really like to get her brunette friend to put alongside her.

Camera shy

Miss Marple doesn't like having her picture taken. She's got such a pretty face, too.

Books for sale

Buy a book

Stumbled across this picture I took of a window display in a book shop in Rye. It's a terrible shame that more shopkeepers don't fill the shop windows with pictures of their pets sitting at artists easels or wearing tartan boaters. Of course it has nothing to do with what's actually sold in the shop. But it did catch my eye.

Bed socks

Happiness is warm feet

These have just taken the coveted top spot for the best thing I own. 100% pure wool bed socks. Reduced from £15 to £3! I'm living the high life for a bargain price.

More top tips

It's the money-saving whizz, Barry

I really must get some more top tips sent off to the magazines. There's a fortune to be made.

update on my old age

The test to see if, in my golden years, I could still like music that was grizzly and bang-y bought mixed results. Smashing Pumpkins first album is more or less unistenable according to my aged ears. But PJ Harvey is still a triumph. Oh, and I also still love Put Yourself In My Place by Kylie. I dunno what that means.