was a bar of the sweetest smelling soap - I wish we had scratch and sniff blogging!! It literally is perfuming the whole house.
Michela is insisting that I now learn Italian, and so I thought I would have a read of the packet. In plain English it says"The revitalising note of Hydrangea joined with distilled rhubarb turns back the signs of time". So by the end of the weekend, this baggy old, saggy old face will once again look 20 years old!!!!!
Many thanks Michela - you are so lovely.
This week, on my "most wanted" list, is a pair of these Clarks Desert boots, designed by Sheffield Artist Pete McKee. I wouldn't wear them, I would display them!! I nearly once commissioned a picture by Pete for my hubby for Christmas, and then we incurred a major unexpected household cost, so that plan went out of the window. Then Noel Gallagher (of Oasis fame) commissioned some paintings, and now I cannot afford the price of a commission. I have a ticket to see his latest exhibition, which will be for 1 night only at a secret location (how exciting!!) before he takes his latest work to Japan. (Picture of boots appears to have moved to the bottom of the page, and I cannot get it to move back!!)
Ive just noticed that this is my 200th post, and as I never really celebrated my 1st bloggy birthday, I feel that I should do a giveaway. I have an idea, but you'll have to give me a bit of time to put it all together -watch this space.
This week, I tried something new. A friend asked me if I wanted to go and see "The Marriage of Figaro" with her. Ive never fancied the opera, I didn't think I would understand it, but I went along and thoroughly enjoyed it. I didn't expect it to be so funny either. Ive seen "The Pirates of Penzance" (which is classified as "light opera") several times, and always with Paul Nicholas in it!! Its doing the rounds again, and I'm very tempted. It is a great, highly entertaining show.
I am sat watching the BBC news. "The Railway Children" film is forty years old and they keep playing the clip where Jenny Agguter runs along the platform shouting "Daddy, my daddy". I wish they wouldn't as it gives me goosebumps and makes me cry - every time it is shown!!! Every time!