Sunday, 1 February 2015

This week's ten lovely things

After feeling a little 'nothingness' earlier in the week, an afternoon off work, visiting an art gallery and walking around London was apparently the perfect remedy. If only life allowed more time for such enjoyments, and if I were Queen for the day, I would certainly introduce the idea of a four day week, which I'm sure, would be not be a bad thing, for anyone.

1 :: Sunday afternoons spent watching back-to-back 90210, with a little gin and tonic for company.

2 :: Waking up to snow on Saturday. If it insists being winter, at least let's do it with some pazazz. 

3 :: Finally shaking off the brown tresses, and going back to being blonde. I'm not getting into the argument about whether blondes have more fun, because they don't, brunettes can have equal fun, but I now feel much more my old self.

4 :: Kim Sears. The newspapers reaction to dear Kim Sear's potty mouth was completely out of hand. Fiancee cheers on fiance. Wow, groundbreaking. But Kim certainly got the last word with her well judged choice of sweatshirt at today's final in the Australian Open. Well played, Kim, very well played.

5 :: Filling the house with daffodils, the loveliest of flowers.

6 :: The last episode of The Newsroom. It's certainly a tear-jerker, but it is also one of the best things I have seen in a long time.

7 :: The Wallace Collection is home to The Laughing Cavalier, a painting that means a lot to me. And all this time, it was sitting just a stronesthrow from my office in London. I finally saw it on Thursday and it was wonderful.

8 :: Popping into Etsy's Spring and Summer collection for 2015. A beautiful range of clothes made by incredibly talented craftsman. Full post to follow shortly!

9 :: The dirtiest of dirty burgers on Saturday night, lovingly made by Dan. Inspired from a Jamie Oliver recipe, there is certainly no need to pop to Byron anymore. And that, right there, is just one of the many reasons why I'm marrying him.

10 :: Finally picking up a copy of Don Quixote. Wish me luck.

Wednesday, 28 January 2015

On Nothingness

Okay, I will be the first to admit that this particular blog title might just be a tad melodramatic. Before we go any further, let me just say, this is not a cry for help.

But this week has been about nothingness. For a reason that I cannot fathom, I have not had anything to say, not had anything to write about both on and off the blog. Perhaps it is the mythical writers block and loss of the bloggers mojo that I see bandied about, but I have never really believed in that.

There are some weeks that you want to crawl under the duvet and not get out. I think this has been one of them. The freezing mornings are making getting up impossible, and whilst I am not the biggest Summer fan, I for one, will be happy to see the back of Winter. Instead of getting dressed, grabbing a coffee and getting on the 07:49 to London, I want to stay at home in a pair of comfy leggings, a baggy jumper and watch back to back episodes of The Good Wife (maybe interspersed with a little 90210 for some comic relief).

Last week was one of great excitement. I got incredibly fired up by the No More Page 3 campaign. I wrote about it. I tweeted about it. I got incredibly fired up by the book that I read. I will write about it. Eventually. I got incredibly fired up by the rugby.  

But this week, I’m not fired up about a lot. And actually, that’s okay.

Sometimes a week of nothingness is fine. You don’t have to tweet about every little thing that has happened to you (I didn’t even feel like sharing the amusing incident that happened on Oxford Street involving a drunk Scottish man, and his love of a particular work beginning with F and rhyming with duck.). You don’t have to write in your blog if you don’t want to. You can wish you were at home and it’s not a bad thing. We need to stop being so hard on ourselves, otherwise we will be exhausted.

Nothingness can be overlooked, but sometimes, a little bit of nothingness is just what we all need. 

Sunday, 25 January 2015

This week's ten lovely things

One year ago today, Dan and I got engaged in Paris, and if that isn't a lovely thing in itself, then I don't know what is. A cliche it might be, but I cannot believe where those 365 days have gone.

1 :: Fresh coffee in the mornings, and not the overly priced sort of stuff you find in a papercup with your mis-spelt name on it.

2 :: Cheesy movies on Netflix. Highlights included Made of Honour and Safe Haven. The perfect remedy when it is Arctic outside.

3 :: Talking of Netflix, I recently started watching / got addicted to The Good Wife. I'm currently midway through the first season, and I am hooked. If you've not seen it, all you need to know is that Mr. Big has been a dirty dog, and his wife is left to pick up the proverbial pieces.

4 :: Finishing Sisterland. It's not the ending I would have wanted, but I thoroughly enjoyed it. Starting I was Here and immediately falling in love with Gayle Forman's magnificent writing.

5 :: Booking a little trip to Corfu in June for a friend's wedding and a few days in the sun. Now I need your help - what do you wear to a hot and sunny wedding abroad?

6 ::  Cheese and toast, with Heinz Tomato Soup for lunch, on the coldest day of the year. Sometimes, you need a proverbial hug in the mug.

7 :: Impromptu family visits on Friday morning.

8 :: Emma Watson's empowering speech on gender equality at the WEF in Davos. In a week where women were very much in the limelight (from Page 3, to Yes She Can to even, Dove's Love Your Curls campaign), it was fitting for the week to end with Ms. Watson's inspiring speech. #BossWitch

9 :: The moodiest sunrise on Tuesday morning.

10 :: A rugby filled weekend. European matches are always a joy to watch (if not a little frustrating at times) and this weekend was no exception.