Posts Tagged ‘vintage’

The daffodils are now out in force in my front garden. Against the green hedge they are bold yellow and sway alongside the green shoots which have failed to flower. Little blue flowers are peaking out of the pots, though less than I hoped; I blame my local squirrel for rummaging and messing about with my bulbs.

I’m hoping to use my vintage flower press (given to me by Lee for Christmas) to preserve some of the flowers – I must remember to cut some before they die. I’m not entirely sure what to do with the flowers once they are dry. I imagine they will look sweet on cards – but any other ideas would be welcome. Last year I had my wedding bouquet dried and some of the flowers framed. I collected them from Bonnyton Designs a couple of weeks ago. The result is pretty and a nice keepsake. I can’t remember the names of all the flowers used, but I love the blue thistles and roses together – fresh they were luscious and dried they have an aged, vintage look. The lady from Bonnyton Designs rather kindly gave me a large box containing the rest of the wedding flowers, dried and ready to use. Any more ideas? They are not flattened, just dried. I would like to reuse them as I love their colour and texture.

On a less flowery note, I don’t have much gossip. My leisure time has been filled with easy entertainment – TV. Perfect. Shallow, clever, glossy, realistic, mysterious, glamourous. Whatever. My current favourites include: Dexter, Point Pleasant, Gossip Girl, Torchwood and the Apprentice. BBC iplayer is my friend. The latest series of Lost is amazing! Still frustrating as ever, but a pain I’m willing to endure as the mystery unfolds or gets more tangled.

As part of the re-organising plan, we have a new printer set up and ready to go. It was £35 but looks rather snazzy. It is incredibly hard choosing a basic, good quality printer so I resorted to the same model my parents own. Though I am rather sad to see my old printer go. It’s been a trooper, here from the year 2000 when we first moved to Glasgow. It managed to grunt and groan its way into printing our wedding invitations and thank you cards. It survived many art projects and CV prints, university essays and song tabs. Like a grumpy old man, it did make a fuss when prompted to print – back and forth several times before deciding to take the paper, then pause, not take the paper and start all over again. Sadly, I have resorted to personifying my printer. Once more my sentimentality is getting out of control…



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Vintage inspiration

I’ve been given some lovely vintage gifts this week. My friend Rae gave me the Be-Ro Home Recipes book – a book still available in ‘new’ format from Be-Ro today. She was given it by one of her clients who sadly passed away. She thought I’d make good use of it and enjoy baking the recipes. I’m delighted as I’ve not got a basic recipe book with traditional staple baking in it.

I also received this fab hat from Lee – it’s so cute. Rae pointed out that it resembles something Miss Marple would wear (never a bad thing) but sadly it doesn’t fit my big heid. I am disappointed and wonder who on earth ever squeezed their noggin into it!

My final find of the week is an apron belonging to my mother. She must have left it here sometime ago, it was hiding in my towel drawer. It is a cute vintage shape and I must copy to the pattern to make my own. Recently my Mum was complaining that these types of aprons are so hard to find and she like half-aprons like this. I saw ones in a vintage shop but at £8 a go I gave it a miss.

I’m rather pleased with the way these photos have turned out, it’s the first time I’ve used my new mobile phone to take pictures. Fiona and I had a rare time on Sunday night playing with Bluetooth – first time either of us had tried it (technophobes!). We sat in a restaurant in Xscape eating away and trying to send each other old photos. Fiona narrowly escaped sending a photo of me dressed as Velma from ScoobyDoo to some random person. We never realised that Bluetooth allows you to connect to complete strangers. We were rather spooked to find that someone in the crowded restaurant had named their phone Negro Hunter. It was so creepy and at this point we decided to switch our phones off and order dessert. After that we needed a sweet taste in our mouths.

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