is being totally frivolous and silly

Well, disappointingly we are nearly at the end of another Six Nations Rugby tournament! I mean all those fit young hunky men...with muscles on muscles and muscles where I didn't even know you could have them! As I have noted before the King of the Field (in my humble opinion) is French No 8 Sebastien Chabal...but if you've not been looking carefully, you will have missed Maxime Medard and Dimitri Szarzewski (both of whom are currently injured - I have offered to rub them down with some wintergreen, but they haven't got back to me yet). Shame!

On to more rational areas.... http://intheheyday.blogspot.com/2011/02/do-you-get-it-wrong-ometimes.html is a very interesting post about dressing "vintage" and how far you go for it on a daily basis. I have to admit that as I stick to wiggle skirts and blouses with stilettoes for work and with the hair pinned up it's retro enough to be different but not enough to scare the more 'conservative' element. Although, saying that, where I work (a university) the fashions that drift through the lecture theatres on a daily basis make nearly any item of clothing wearable however bizzare. However, I do think that for some women, vintage fashion in what ever their chosen area is, flatters them far more than any modern 'fashion' can do. Take me for exmple, I am a smidge over 5ft 2 and have the classic hourglass figure; so the late 1940's or 1950's are perfect for me. Now I'm not a vintage snob! I can't be, where I live the chance to get ones mitts on genuine vitage is slim and what is available is pricey (although wonderful) so I don't mind repro stuff or high street stuff that has a vintage flair, so its not difficult to find your niche.

BTW if anyone sees cherry red vintage style suede shoes can you let me know....I am desparate as I have this glorious skirt that is just crying out for red shoes!

Having been discussing men (there were lots of rugby pictures on the back of the newspaper delivered to the office) all day; we girls were challenged to name our fav chaps. Now I know love vintage but when it comes to men, I just can't escape my Goth past:

here they are:

clockwise from top left: Dimitri Szarzewski - French rugby player; Eomer from LOTR (Karl Urban in real life) James Hetfield of Metallica and finally Sebastien Chabal (posing in his Ruckfield clothing line - nice but pricey).

The Mad Lep despairs at my choice but I don't care...

Till next time pip pip

Polly

xxx

well guess what? it's Friday again...

How did that happen? Where did the last two weeks go? I have come to the conclusion that the older you get the faster time passes by. Do you realise that apparently already 1/7th of the year has already gone by? Exactly...where does the time that flies go? Answers on a postcard, please.

Not much to report, I've been so lazy that I haven't been shopping despite the urgent need for new trews for work, and the annoying this is that I know where they are, but I just can't be arsed to drive there and get the. My excuses last weekend were a) it's Saturday and there'll be just toooo much traffic and parking will be a nightmare... to... b) we'll go tomorrow (Sunday) instead.... c) (Sunday) oooh, it's raining. Don't really fancy flapping about in the rain and getting all damp and THEN having to try on clothes. So as a result I didn't go anywhere, not that I'm complaining as I lounged about and read books and watched films....go me!

As all this news about library closures is in the news, there was a huge push at our local library to get new members, so I rounded up friends who I know love to read but will order from Amazon (cos it's easier) rather than walk to the library. So off we all toootled and those that weren't members joined and then they oooh'd and aaah'd over the cd's and dvd's and then went missing for hours in the book section. Hours later I managed to round them up, using that well worn bribe of a G&T should they vacate the building anytime soon (it was late Friday evening) and all trooped out with maximum allocations of books and I think happily converted to using one of our most under-rated local resources.

Red Legs in Soho has blogged about libraries and their values in her blog, and she puts it far far better than I ever could, so go give it a read.

http://redlegsinsoho.blogspot.com/2011/02/in-defence-of-libraries.html

Some random books I'm reading at the moment are:

CJ Sansom's Mathhew Shardlake series, the new book in the series is Heartstone. If you haven't read any of these, they are worth a look. Shardlake is a lawyer in the time of Henry VIII and it's not all "Chewdors" it's nasty, dangerous with enemies round every corner. Well worth a read if you like well written historically accurate novels.

On a slightly lighter note, I do adore watching the rugby: all those big muscled men getting all sweaty....phew....and the king of them all (well in my humble opinion) is Sebastien Chabal. Long hair; tall; built in a rather grand manner...what can a girl say????

a few snaps carrying on the Hnry VIII theme, from a trip to London with the marvellous Mad Lep!



Armour for Henry VIII - big man....big horse!

The Tower of London....obviously!

Henry's armour when he was a LOT smaller!

worried looking lion that caused much hilarity!

well that's all folks till next time

Polly

xxx

loves Fridays

So far 2011 has not been a good year, two elderly ladies (both in their 90s but somewhere round about 25 in their spirits) have died followed in quick succession by a family member and then a good friend who was far to young to die so suddenly. I only hope that this is it for the rest of the year...as I'm typing this Led Zepplin's Stairway to Heaven is playing on the radio, I hope that all those who have passed are safely in their own Heaven. You will all be missed...

And on a slightly brighter note:

Yesterday we had the first read through of Othello; it sounded really good although I was a bit surprised at Iago's London accent, until I realised that all the 'plebs' and 'baddies' had Sarf London accents and all the 'toffs' were straight RSC RP!!!! Once I got used to it, it worked brilliantly, really throwing up the difference in class and station between the characters. The chap who is playing Iago is just one of the most brilliant actors I have ever had the pleasure of sharing a stage with. When we did Robert Bolt's Vivat Vivat Regina he was a brilliantly sinister Lord Morton. And his Bill Sykes is THE definative version (apart from Oliver Reed) and I don't care what anyone else says.

There's not much else to report, I haven't been out shopping or bargain hunting and I have promise myself that I am not going to go anywhere near a shop until I have finished clearing the wardrobes!!! SO there!!!!

Some random uplifting pictures to cheer myself up

I adore Black and White photography, they are so atmospheric and interesting. Who said black was boring?

Polly

wonders why...

Just why is it that any chap you meet and fancy is either attached/gay/attached/not interested? I have no intention of being a home wrecker (I have had that done to me and it's NOT nice...heartbreaking in fact) but would it be beyond the realms of this earth for me to fancy a chap who a) fancied me back and b) was single and c) was within the usual bounds of 'normal'. What's the point of meeting a nice chap and getting on really well only for weeks after meeting him he annouces he has a girlfriend (I hasten to add these weeks were not dating weeks, we met at the rehearsal space). I retreated to the other side of the table to sulk childishly over the Wine Gums and actually take the last one...The flip side of this is the chap who fancies you but you wouldn't be seen dead dating (such double standards) they are lovely guys, nice, solvent, own hair and just NICE....but nice just doesn't cut the mustard. Am I really asking too much to date a chap who I like?

Apart from that rant (excuse me) the run of the show went well, we had fabulous audiences the entire time with full houses for all but one of the houses. Rehearsals start for the next prouction this week, but luckily enough the said chap is not involved which will save me my sanity.

I have FINALLY got round to clearing two wardrobes over the weekend; go me!!! I have a huge pile of stuff to go onto ebay and another huge pile for the local charity shop. The crimson velvet frock coat has had yet another repreive (I wore it out last Thursday) so that's back in the wardrobe for a while.

On another note, I had the most wonderful late Christmas pressie from my darling friend, and it's a framed original hand tinted print from a German 'fashion' newspaper from 1881. So that's now proudly on the wall in the dressing room. Along with that she gave me a hair pin, probably around 1910-15 which is tortoiseshell and is wonderful for putting in an 'up-do'.

If you see this book around, go read it "Rivers of London" by Ben Aaronovitch, which is a hillarious romp across London.

http://www.amazon.co.uk/Rivers-London-Ben-Aaronovitch/dp/0575097582/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1296464839&sr=1-1

They mention a few other authors that write in the same vein so I might look into those.

This is the other book I'm reading is this:

http://www.amazon.co.uk/Debs-at-War-Anne-Courcy/dp/0753820781/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1296469436&sr=1-1

These girls were plucked from idle rich society where their only future was marriage to a 'suitable chap' to become, in some cases, integral to the success of winning the war; as they were well educated, many speaking French and German they were used at SOE where their pre-war knowledge of Europe was put to good use as many had been to finishing schools in both France and Germany. Others who's talent in mathematics would have never been used were sent to Bletchley Park and helped the code breakers there. A jolly good yarn from some jolly good old girls.

anway...pip pip for now

take care all

Polly xxx

on fabulous funfilled Friday

Well, my little chickadee's, it's Friday again. And I have a full weekend ahead.

Firstly it's the 'get-in' for the new set; then a tech-run through on Monday before we open on Tuesday. The costumes arrived last night from the costumier....well, what fitted didn't suit and what suited didn't fit!!!

We have used these people before and we make the same complaints all the time; but the Director insists on using this company, leaving the actors miserable over terrible costumes, it puts a pall of disappointment over the entire proceedings. And what makes it worse is that I know that the company has THE most fantastic stuff but because they have SO much stuff they just use the "same old same old" time and time again. I usually visit their unit a week or so before a production and very diva-ish demand to see what they have set out for me, and then if it's not right (which it usually isn't) then I very politely ask to see something else more appropriate. I feel strongly that after all the time I have spent rehearsing and line learning then the least I can expect is a reasonable costume!!!!!

Anyway....as I said there's lots to do, getting bits of personal "bits" together, props etc. And as it's a late Victorian production, then it's great for shawls, broches etc. As this is a huge cast and backstage isn't the biggest in the world, I'm trying to be organised and take as little as possible in the way of personal bits with me. BUT with 5 totally different outfits ALL requiring different footwear it's going to be harder than I thought.

But when all is said and done, tickets are going well and it looks as if we shall have a good run. The trouble with Rep Theatre is that as soon as one play is done, then it's straight into rehearsals for the next one...oh for a nice break (but I know I'd moan terribly if I wasn't doing anything).

I must make some Rocky Road this weekend as I promised it to the chaps in work when it was my Birthday but then there was the snow and I was ill THEN there was Christmas THEN I couldn't be bothered last weekend...so I have PROMISED that I will make it on Sunday.

I've just finished reading "Wait for me" the memoirs of Deborah, Dowager Duchess of Devonshire (Chatsworth in Derbyshire is the family seat) she was the youngest of the famous or infamous Mitford sisters...Unity tried to commit suicide on the day that war was declared as she was right wing and was obsessed with Hitler; on the other side Jessica (known as Decca to the family) was a hard line communist and went to Spain during their Civil war where she lost her husband. Diana married British facist leader Oswald Mosely (leader of the brownshirts) and was incarcertated in Wormwood Scrubs during the war after being "shopped" by her sister the famous author Nancy (who wrote The Pursuit of Love)as being a dangerous subversive. The lives these sisters lived including the other sisters who lived quieter but none the less interesting lives are a window on a world that no longer exists in England and certainly didn't exist for the majority of the population. But for anyone who likes Evelyn Waugh and the decades of the Bright Young Things....these sisters were brighter than most.

If the above ramblings have interested you, then there are another two books that I would recomment:

Letters between Six Sisters - edited by Charlotte Moseley

http://www.amazon.co.uk/Mitfords-Letters-between-Six-Sisters/dp/1841157740/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1295019440&sr=8-1-catcorr

and

The Mitford Girls by Mary Lovell

http://www.amazon.co.uk/The-Mitford-Girls/dp/B002TXZSK8/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&s=digital-text&qid=1295019282&sr=1-1

Have a lovely Friday all

pip pip

Polly

xxx

wishes all her readers a ripping 2011

Well, happy 2011 to you all!!!

Christmas was rather quite in chez-moi, as all were ill (in some cases malingering -but we won't go there...) and spending most of the Big Day in bed wasn't part of my "plans to have fun" and drink cocktails in my new cocktail glasses. But hey-ho...New Year was slightly better, with fun and games and a little gambling on the old cards (I won but I won't brag...much). However, the majority of the hols was spent, reclining on the sofa balancing a box of chocs, a glass of wine and the dvd remote control. I veg'd out on films that I haven't watched for aaages. So 2011 was greated with relaxation although coupled with a cold.

I have actually started what I planned to do some time ago...have the biggest clear out ever. And so far the cupboards in the tv room have been ruthlesly sorted and so much rubbish was binned, along with a pile of knicknacks to the local charity shop. So it's only the dreaded wardrobes and dressing room to go....

On a brighter note, here are some pics of the snow that was very reluctant in thawing. I adore the snow but wellies and jeans aren't really that "vintage".

anyhoooo...pip pip for now and I hope that January isn't too grim for you all

Polly

XX

that the service has been temporarily suspended...

due in the main to SNOW! And not just a few flakes that disappear as soon as they hit the floor...no, this is 12 inches of soft powdery stuff that the lucky beggers in the Alps get all the time. Now I love snow, but we just aren't geared up for it. It's a day by day thing for work to see if we are open. And transport is very hit and miss! On Monday, I caught the train to work with nary a problem, however the fun started when they closed the campus at 12.30 and I toddled off to the train station, only to find that winter wonder excuse "frozen points". I'm not one for standing about in a blizzard so I pottled off to the nearest town in the hope of getting a bus...some hope!

I ended up walking more than half the 11 miles home, before my darling Pa dug the car out and ventured out of the house for the first time in three weeks (he's been poorly) and rescued me. I must say that I would not have managed to walk all that way without Craig and Martyn who braved the elements with me. Many, many thanks guys.

Anyhow, since I've posted last I have had another birthday! Although technically I'm not counting anymore. However I had some wonderful presents of people, Ma and Pa bought me far too much to mention it all, but it was all wonderful including a vintage beaded handbag and compact. My Aunt gave me a green glass sugar "scuttle" I think is the only way to describe it. (i will get round to posting some pics soon) as it's difficult to describe it and do it justice. Ma was livid as they had both seen this in a antique shop and my aunt had got there first, Ma retailated with a silver spoon in the same shape. I also had a book on vintage packaging and ephemera which is wonderful to dip into. From my wonderful chum Celia I had two books on the golden age of the Bright Young Things and the DVD of the same, and a wonderful little book in secret London....she spolit me...

So Christmas is nearly upon us, and due to the above mentioned snow, I am so behind with my present shopping. I have a few bits n bobs under the tree for the Ma and Pa but not really very much. I'm hoping to get some shopping done this afternoon, but I'm not that hopeful as Ma has just rung to say it's snowing...again. At least we have plently of food and drink and we are all warm and reasonably healthy...

So May the Christmas Season bring all that you wish for and that you have a happy and healthy 2011.

luv Polly
xxx

is back from holidays

Well folks, I'm back from gorgeous glamourous Italy. Lake Como to be exact, the most wonderful place on this planet.

Here's a view from the hotel window, with my Darling Ma sippling a glass of the local vino

the room was immense, with a huge wardrobe straight out of Narnia and two (yes two) dressing tables, which prevented much bickering! and then a table and chairs by the ceiling height windows...the whole hotel is what I call 'shabbychic'

to be continued...it's SNOWING

to announce that she's in love...

with her Kindle. Yes I wilted under the influence of a nice shiny new toy and boy am I glad I did. For any bibli-oholic they are worth their weight in gold plate (note to Amazon possibly). I have been extremely cheapskate-y with the books I've downloaded, namely all the copyright free ones from all over the place but ebay has some that are a reasonably price so I'll look there.

If anyone lives close to Cardiff and loves antique bitsnbobs then you MUST go to Jacob's Antique market (not far from General Train Station) they have everything there from vintage clothing (ot much but some nice bits) fabulous vintage jewellry and then nearly everything else you can imagine from haberdashery shop fittings, clocks of all shapes and sizes, and mad assortments on some stalls that you could spend hours footling about in.

I did open my purse and bat the moths away and bought a few little trinkets. I promise that I will post pictures of ALL my recent purchases over the weekend....PROMISE....honest....

Anyway, I bought a lovely Victorian silver and marquiste necklace AND a stunning little art deco brooch that splits into two collar cuffs (which I've wanted for ages and have never been able to get my mits on) and which look stunning on a bargain vintage M&S dress that is remarkably similar to the new D&G one that Madonna is wearing in recent ads.

I also got some little bits of silver and china for my darling Ma for Christmas.

I'm deliberately NOT going out shopping this weekend as I'm off to Italy next Saturday and there's all those fab Italian bags, gloves, umbrellas etc for me to splash out on...teehee.

Reading all my favourite blogs about the vintage scene up in London over Halloween, it annoys me that I no longer have a sofa to crash on in London, and unless I cough up for a hotel then it's difficult to get to these events. But hotels bash up the price along with travel, spendsies etc...sigh...but all looked to have a wonderful time so maybe next year???

that she might regret what she's agreed to do next...

I think I might have finally bitten off more that I can safely chew, namely Ihave agreed to take on the role of Ross in macb*** as well as Desdemona in Othello only weeks apart. The trouble is that the role Ross was far to good an opportunity to turn down. It means working with a new director who I have been warned is "unconventional" and there was me thinking ALL directors were!

It also means more time out for rehearsals but and I keep going back to it, it's a step in the right direction for me, so I'll suck it up and see what happens. I am chuffed to bits that he rang me and offered me the part based on seeing some of my previous work and a recommendation from a mutual acquaintance. Didn't even ask me to read for him, even though I offered....so one mustn't look a gift-director in the mouth one should grab said opp with both hands and run screaming into the good night.

My long awaited sort out of the wardrobes is finally underway and should see some stuff up on ebay as its far to good just to lob to the charity shops as I usually do. For example there's a crimson velvet frock coat that I bought in a fit of madness which has never quite fit properly but has taken up space for far to long, so that will be going, unless I have a moment of weakness and stick it back in the wardrobe like I usually do!!!

I was debating whether to chop off some of the old hair as it's now reaching my posterior and basically its now a plait or nothing can be done with it, but again Dessie needs long hair so it will have to wait for a while.

I've no new purchases to note for you, although I did bite the proverbial bullet and bought the Kindle and boy am I glad I did. It's brilliant and my dear papa was quite overwhelmed by the speed and ease of loading books onto it. So he might find one in his Christmas Stocking!

anyway ttfn and have a good weekend all....think of me auditioning cast for a film....in a little room...all stuffy and meh!

nothing!!!

Things are finally calming down in work and we can actually have a lunch break for the first time in months.

On to other news; I've been offered the part of Ross in the "scottish play" by an "innovative" director:.....but and isn't there ALWAYS a but, it nearly clashes with Othello when I'm playing Desdemona. So what do I do? To be perfectly honest, I have no idea. If I take it then it will be good for me to work with another director and a new audience.

I have a wonderful Aunt, who has bought me the most unusual glass just, obviously late 30s early 40s in pressed glass...bless her heart.

My darling Aged Ps are currently on holidays (again) but they are having a wonderful time cruisung round the Eastern Med. I'd love to go on a cruise, all that dressing up. But Dad has suggested that Mum and I do the Queen Mary 2 to New York...wouldn't that be just bliss??? arriving at NY past the Statue of LIbery on the deck of a huge cruise liner....what a way to travel.

So until next time, I will carry on dreaming a dream!

why all the fuss

about cutting funding for the police?????

The only time you ever see one round here is when he's hiding behind a speed camera!!!

Me....bitter....you bet your sweet arse I am...

*mutters something about three points on her licence*

that it's not Friday everyday of the week.

Although I suppose if they were then things would get boring.

Just something for you to ponder. Why are there SO many more cars on the road when school starts again? For 7 weeks in the summer it is total bliss and I can get to work in under half an hour for the measly 12 miles that I commute. However as soon as the little dahlings return it can take up to and hour and 20 minutes. I could get across central London just as quickly. They have recently build a second "by-pass" to ease the traffic but as I live directly between the both of them, they have NO impact whatsoever on the traffic leaving the valley through a narrow bottleneck of a road...joy unbounded.

I was thinking of catching the train again, but the thought of spending another winter next to sniffing/damp/smelly people in trains that are late and overcrowded. I did it for 8 years and I can't face doing it again. As much as i would love to be green (and not look like Kermit) I can't face the dreadful public transport that is about these parts. I would cheerfully give up my car if I lived in London and had all their tranport links, but 1 train every half hour (if they decide to run it) and a bus that goes to every village between here and God knows where and takes over an hour to do a car journey that takes 15 minutes....I rest my case.

On another note entirely. my new little skirt looks wonderful with my red 3/4 sleeved cardigan and black 40s pumps. Such a bargain for £5.

Going on a shopping trip with Mam tomorrow as she's off on hols again, and I should get a nice lunch out of it...if I'm lucky ;D

I promise I will post some pictures in the next few days.... 'onest guv...

TTFN

xxxxx

not buying things when she sees them...

why oh why do I always do this?

I see something I like in a Charity Shop or local dress shop...even ebay. Then I humm and haww for days and then decide that I must have the said item under any circumstances and then fret until I (or I can send my personal shopped aka Mam) to get it for me.

For example:

2 pressed water jugs resulted in a round trip of 15 miles because I previously decided I didn't want them

1 vintage dressing table set - ditto...same shop a week later.

1 50s cocktail set of jug and 6 glasses....fretted until Mam picked them up for me on the Monday after I'd dithered for over an hour on the Saturday.

Luckily enough I managed to bag all the above items...sadly I lost the 6 cake forks and minature cake slice for £3 cos I dithered....£3...thee sodding pounds....I ask you!!!

Anyway...must also stop my perving in the homeware department in John Lewis...it is unhealthy!!!! Hyperventilating over a mixing bowl is wrong....just WRONG!!!!!

But I still want it!!!!

pictures from the show will be posted when i get round to it.

till next time

xxxxx

Polly

more show news

Best part of last night was Gav getting a prompt for a line he knew but the person he was saying it too was still off stage....

his quote "stop prompting me, I know my lines just Rich wasn't there for me to deliver them"

Unfortunately there's been some tension at the theatre regarding crewing etc etc....lots of back stabbing and some very upset people...i just wish people would do the jobs they are supposed to do!!!

I'll post some pictures of the show by the end of the week

run up to Show Week

Well, it's a week to go before "show week" and the two medieval dresses are almost finished, they just need the final trimmings and hemming of sleeves.





I used the following Butterick Battern #4827

and they have come out really well, one is in pale gold velvet with a vintage gold chain belt courtesy of my mum, and the other is in a black velvet with pearl trimming. I'll post pics of them later when I have some tidy pictures.

The headdress also worked really well (pic to follow) using a £3 bracelet from Primark which had faceted 'gems' and three strands of pearls again from Primark. The wonderful thing about that shop is that the stuff is so cheap that pulling it apart and making something else is a worthwhile adventure.

Final rehearsal for Shakespeare's Richard II is tonight; it's looking very good and the fight scenes have been interesting as neither lead actor have done any stage fighting before.

I've been pleased with the posters and also with the programme, so I just need to check that for typos etc and then that can be sent to the printers.

On another note, I am glad that I

a) didn't traipse to Vintage at Goodwood after reading some of the reviews about the event

and

b) didn't got to Reading to see Guns'n'Roses for the exact same reason as above.

I saw GnR back in the day when they were mad, bad and dangerous to know, I even saw them at the Marquee in London back in the late 80s before they really hit it big. GnR will never be the same without Duff, Slash, Izzy and or Gilby and Steve...I gave CD a listen and didn't bother again...ditch the name Axl and stop living in the past, arriving on stage an hour late just 'because' is no longer funny, clever or grown up for a man of nearly 50. Give your fans the respect they deserve just like all the other bands that day did...arrive on time and your fans get a whole set, not half a set and then a rant at "authority" for God's sake man, you are no longer an "angry young man"....give it UP!!!!!!!!!!

Anyway, must have a final read through of the lines for tonight and then I can look through the vintage patterns on ebay for a nice 1950s style dress to start on - I already have the most fab material...black cotton with tiny little red roses and white skulls....tres gothique

till later

Polly

xxxxxx

Why is it that...

I always get the urge to have a huge wardrobe sort out when I'm sitting at my desk and sometimes even when I'm driving home. But as soon as I set foot through the front door my enthusiasm vanishes quicker than snow in a sauna.

But this weekend I MUST do something about my wardrobe(s) maybe if I just think about looking at one of them, then I won't get so daunted by the sheer volume of rubbish to sort through. I mean, I really have SO many clothes that I forget what I have and end up wearing the same 10 or so outfits that I can lay my hands on (usually cos they are lying on a chair); for example last night I was looking for a light jacket/cardi thing to wear out and came across a fab black fitted jacket with a lace back that was my mothers from the early 60s....totally forgotten about, so I wore it and had so many comments about it!

Heads up for some buys...pics of which I will post later...

some fab rose jewellry currently in Primark and George at Asda and Matalan....Matalan also has some wonderful retro cardigans with 3/4 sleeves for £6 in vivids and pastels...I got me a baby pink one and one in emerald green.

Also i picked up the most fab lemonade/cocktail jug and glasses at a local charity shop for the grand total of £4....I'll post a pic of that later too.

love and kisses till I'm back

xxx

Polly

I really must do better...

I do blog over at Livejournal as well (just as infrequently I may add). But life seems to get in the way of things, plus if its not written on a post-it note (wonderful invention...THANK you who ever invented them) I will just forget about it and the FINALLY remember about it at 2.32am and then fail to get back to sleep because i am now thinking about said forgotten "thing".

So, after reading some wonderful blogs on vintage fashion etc, I dug out all my old vintage (some real vintage some merely good repro) from the back of the wardrobe and have been gracing the office with chic black pencil skirts with little black nip waisted blouses and wide leg trousers with natty little short sleeved cardigans. I do stand out as most people here wear jeans, but i don't like them as a with an hour glass figure i look out of proportion in them. I've also dusted down the old sewing machine and this weekend am going to attempt a 1950s style halterneck dress with THE most fab fabric that i found for £1.50 a metre (black with red sort of poppy-ish flowers on it) so i will report back on that.

I'm also Twittering again (is that a verb? I suppose it must be these days) although my posts there are even more random than these mindless outpourings.

Anyhow....lunch is over so must head on back to that chain gang (i'm the one with the cattle prod haha)

xxx

Polly

Missing in Action

Well...at the continued prodding of the Mad Lep, I'm finally updating.

Since I last graced this hallowed portal, I've been on holiday in Italy and then been ill since. A boring old recurring thing-y that has reared its ugly head so life has been a tad...slow at the moment.

Well a minor point was that I finally played by dream part of Nancy in Oliver Twist, collecting a grand total of 29 bruises by the end of the week!!!! the most spectacular one was on my ribs which was the result of landing on Bill Sikes' boot...still a good week all in all.

No shoe purchases lately, BUT I did buy two most georgous suede handbags in Como, Italy...one in scarlett and the other in pale green...wicked.

So, what has happened since...three words sum it up really..."not a lot"...*snigger*


I promise that I'll update more often (ok Ro?) but I'm tired now and I can't think of anything else to say...

Apart from the fact that Bill Sikes rules...

the sun has got his hat on...

for the THIRD day in a row...this MUST be global warming!! And good on it...that's all I can say. Although it did get a bit nippy last night at -5 degrees, so socks and a hottie were in order at bed time.

Ice on the car again this morning BUT i did manage to find an ice scraper thing-y so I spared the credit card this morning. But it's still a bit chilly standing there like a lemon while you remove the ice from the car...but at least i had Slash, Axl and co to keep me company although I'm not sure that Ma and the neighbours appreciated Paradise City at just after 8am...but who cares. If I'm up then everyone else should be.

ok...shoes of the day...actually boots of the day: high heeled fabric boots. Black of course. Do i own anything that's not black? ummm....that would be a no.

Reading a really crap book called Left Bank by some newspaper columist who writes a brilliant column (which I religiously read every week) but maybe she should stick to columns and not novels...

Need to temp the muse to carry on with the new short story...the Mad Lep is hounding me for more...

Working in the bar tonight...bah!