I'm off on Holiday to Devon tomorrow. Finally, the last weeks have gone so slowly. We went there last year - and the year before. I'm not usually one for returning to the same place time and time again, but it's wonderful AND free and I'm poor so I couldn't turn my nose up at it.
Last week I spent an unprecedented amount on a bag in a charity shop - £6.50! Mental, considering it's not old, or even leather. But I knew I had to have it.
I saw it in the shop window the night before and then dreamt about it. I'm such a weirdo, but I had to have it. You don't see lace bags that often (probably see loads now) and it's handmade
I was very lucky this week to receive a parcel from the Bionic Woman - We'd organised a show swap, but I hadn't expected:
This utterly amazing vintage wicker box. Vix thinks it's 80s but I think it's 50s or 60s.
What do you think?
Vix knows me so well, she knew I'd love this granny heels. I wore them to Hughenden Manor, they have no grip at all, so I was sliding across the parquet floors! I also did my first talk to a group of about 15 visitors on Benjamin Disraeli
She also sent me this wonderful card, which had been sent by her Great Gran to her Grandmother. I adore it, I love overly bright chocolate boxy 1930s cottage pictures.
Not that I have to go far to find my own slice of perfection in nature. The woods are ridiculously lush right now and the air is heady with the scent of honeysuckle, it's hanging everywhere is huge cascading walls.
There are also groves of foxgloves and the ferns have completely taken over
I'll be catching up sporadically on blogs during the week, have a great time everyone!