Archives for November 2009

A Storm In A Teacup


A cup of imaginary voyage<3

Despite popular belief, I’m not obsessed with tea. Although if I were, wouldn’t these be perfect for me?

Pretty purses and cups by Orla Kiely, from the Pod Company (one of my favourite shops in Clifton Village!)

This is a stool apparently, from Mocha, only £140 (!)

Oh come on, you should expect this by now. If theres pretty pretty things I want, theres probably going to be undies in there somewhere. Bra £48, knickers £29 from La Magia. (Seriously, £80 for an underwear set? I think I heard my credit card cry)

A tea cup patterned journal, for…writing down what tea I drank? Another pretty thing from the Pod Company.

Also, its not just the image or shape of tea cups that I love. I love the Teahouse Emporium in Bath, because they have loads of teas (seriously, you get given a massive book of them when ordering), yummy cakes and the downstairs tea room reminds me of places in Chester (what is it about Roman cities and underground caves?)

Aussie Thinking


Beautiful Wave At Bronte Beach

“Where else could some Aussie Thinking be best applied”

This was quite a difficult task (compared to some of the other: eg, creating fashion and make up looks “inspired by” the brand?) because first of all I had to think about what the Aussie Thinking bit actually meant!

In a general sense, I guess that you should work hard at what you do, but don’t forget to play hard as well – definitely something I can relate to!

Personally, I think this could be applied to my “career” (or indeed, lack of) – I keep complaining that I’m unhappy in what I do, but have no idea what to do as an alternative. But if I use the Aussie Thinking, I should change something, so I’ll be happy. Being happy in my job would mean that I would work better and put more effort into things, which would then feed into other areas of my life.

OK, so this post has partly been brought to you by the fact that I am still unhappy in what I am doing, and I need to change something to make things better. Because I’m unhappy, I find it difficult to say what was good about a day at work. This has to stop I think!

(if you would like to do your own entry, there’s still time! You’ve got till the end of Monday 30th Nov to get those entries in – full details here)

Old Photographs

I love old photos. My Dad went back home recently, and for whatever reason, picked up a massive stack of photos for me. Theres quite a few of my mum before she met my Dad, and pictures of their wedding and honeymoon. And some very amusing ones of me and my sister. (Seriously, we were cute kids. I don’t know what happened)
However, out of a stack of over 200 photos (I’ve not finished scanning them yet), I think this has to be my favourite:

Bear in mind that this photo was taken when my Mum was a teenager, so in the 1960’s, and has to be somewhere in North Wales. Mum is holding a monkey. I’m kinda shocked that it hasn’t been burnt at the stake for being a witch, or hung for being a Frenchman

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