24.10.10
Today saw some jam making with my mother. Jam of choice, Apple and Elderberry, picked from various trees and bushes around Carlisle.
- approx 4lbs apples
- approx 2lbs elderberrys
- 6 lbs granulated sugar
- some water to boil the fruit
All the while listening to a bit of Ella Fitzgerald. Bliss. I can also confirm that the jam is completely delicious. Breakfast in the morning is going to be quite literally sweet.
17.10.10
"We are walking down the street, holding hands. There's a playground at the end of the block and I run to the swings and climb on, and henry takes the one next to me, facing the opposite direction, and we swing higher and higher, passing each other, sometimes in synch and sometimes streaming past each other so fast it seems like we're going to collide, and we laugh, and laugh, and nothing can ever be sad, no one can be lost, or dead, or far away: right now we are here, and nothing can mar our perfection, or steal the joy of this perfect moment."
- Audrey Niffeneger - 'The Time Traveler's Wife'
Is there a better way to start the day than to read this perfect text? I think not.
Next to breakfast with the delightful Ruth McEwan and her boyfriend who were here on a quick visit.
- Earl Grey with lemon.
- Fruit scone with raspberry jam.
The afternoon saw giggles with Louise Waugh, my mischievous partner in crime.
All in all a very chilled Sunday spent with tremendous company as always. The only thing left to do...Find a cat and have a cuddle. Oh hi Dexter.
10.10.10
I've been a bit late in purchasing Laura Marling's latest album, and saturday after work finally saw the purchase of the special edition CD/DVD.
Possibly some of the most beautiful album packaging my little eyes have ever seen.
Naturally i decided to save listening/watching until sunday morning. Simply stunning.
I think i've fallen in love with her all over again. I'm almost glad that i was late to own this glorious package until now. This way i get to marry it with Autumn. PERFECT.
(images below taken from google, stills from the DVD)


After a relaxing morning with Laura and Co in bed, i get a text from my dear friend Julia, letting me know that her family are selling some of her Grandparents belongings and wanted to know if would like a cheeky first rummage. Of course i did. What a wonderful collection of things, mainly beautiful old books which made eyes light up with joy. Next saw life long friend Carly Hind, on a quick visit home from Manchester. She is beautiful and always sets my heart on fire.
A couple of hours of laughing and cuddling later i am home, and have just a little bit of time left for snuggles with Elliott. Ahhhhh.
03.10.10
I woke up in Chorley this Sunday. If you can call it waking up... a hangover clutched deep to my soul. However no amount of hangover would stop my buddy James and I from making the most of a rainy sunday, after all i was only there for one night and day. What to do...
Being hungover it was obvious that the day needed started with many a cup of tea and bacon and eggs, kindly supplied by James' two hens. After eating slowly and carefully a well deserved rest for an hour or so before getting ready to brave the out doors.
No car boot sale this week, but something maybe a million times better?... Knowing me well James escorted me to 'Bygone Times'. One of the BEST antique and bric-a-brac stores i have ever had the pleasure of being inside. It was MASSIVE, and probably a good thing that i was on a budget and traveling home by train, my wallet and little weekend bag could definitely not take it. My modest bargain purchases are demonstrated below. You will definitely see more posts about Chorely, James and Bygone times.
26.09.10
8.00 am sounds my alarm. Sleepy eyed i reach over to my record player and with a crackle Bob Dylan gently caresses my dozy brain.
After Blowin' In The Wind, It Ain't Me Babe, The Times They Are A-Changing and Mr. Tambourine Man, i feel less of a prisoner to sleep.
My heavy eyes open fully, taking a few seconds to focus. Once they are open the dull light welcomes me to what i know is going to be a cold Autumn day. Still a little sleepy, my bare feet make contact with the cold floorboards that support my bedroom's possessions.
Elven sluggish footsteps, one noisy yawn, and a little eye rub later i'm in the bathroom, the place that magically wakens me.
Washed, dressed and now awake my stomach informs me it's time for breakfast.
Today's Menu...
- Soft boiled eggs, befriended by buttered soldiers.
- Pink grapefruit.
- Cup of tea, complete with milk and one sugar.
- Ice cold apple juice.
My breakfast partner this week is the newly delivered 'Toast' catalogue; House and Home as usual and the newly released Men's Wear range.
Reading these catalogues is like looking at my future, perfectly displayed to the finest detail.
Breakfast over, a knock on the door (Lydia), a car full of petrol, Stornoway on the stereo, chats about our Saturday nights, and we're on our way to Silloth car boot.
This week provided some amazing buys.
- Clothes.
- Vanity cases and bags.
- Porcelain cats.
- Gloves.
- Fruit and vegetables.
- Glass cake stands.
- Crockery with the Queen on.
- Bone handled knives.
- Kate Bush and Buddy Holly records.
However by far the best buy of the day was this (possibly 1930s) metal rocking horse. Love at first sight. A bit of bartering later and he's happily in the back of my car.
Thanks Silloth, you did well this week.
After passing a sign post to a place named 'Pow' for the past few boot sale visits, it was time to see what such an amazingly named place had to offer.
It happens 'Pow' is home to a few chavs around a fire. Not quite what we were expecting, but at least now we know. A successful Sunday.
PYT
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