Today is my older brother's birthday. Because I am polite I wont divulge his age but I will tell you he is 2 years old than me (although lately he is starting to look younger than me. I don't know how this is possible. Maybe he is having cosmetic assistance. Or maybe he is a vampire). Anyway, it's his birthday so I wanted to say that I hope he has / had a great day and I also wanted to say how proud I am of him and how much I love him. We've been through a lot, my older brother and me, but despite everything we have remained as close as close can be. I know that we have been very lucky to have such a special bond, one which I never ever take for granted. I also know that most siblings want to murder each other on a regular basis and I have never had murderous thoughts towards him, I don't think. Even though he has lived in Sydney for almost 10 years now, he is still one of the most important people in my life. He is kind, funny, supportive, generous, thoughtful and the best big brother in the world. So Happy Birthday Matthew, I can't wait to see you in May xxx
Last week, while taking a break from Pelvic Floor exercises and Perineum Massages (JOKE- this is not happening. Ever. I don't care what they do to me in that hospital) I decided the bump/Leonard Henry would require a mobile above its crib for visual stimulation. Like everything else I am buying in preparation, unfortunately if it doesn't 'look' right, I can't/won't buy it, no matter how good the reviews are. I know this is a bit stupid but I really don't want the flat to turn into a replica of Toys'R'Us. I'm pregnant not blind. So I spent a good hour or 2 googling mobiles, then when I found one I liked, spent another hour finding somewhere that had it in stock. So you can imagine my joy when the mobile was delivered today, and if you can't imagine it, just try again. It was joyous ok? . . .
Not only did the mobile arrive today, I also discovered a new row of shops I hadn't seen before. I went to meet some old friends for lunch in Shoreditch when, to kill time, I wandered along Calvert Avenue. This is another road in Shoreditch that was dead when I lived round there but gradually shops and cafes are popping up all over the place.
Not quite sure what's happening with the doll in this photo but don't let that draw your attention away from the incredible creases in those slacks. I'm pretty sure you could cut Cheddar with those. If you wanted to. And anyone who thinks socks don't go with sandals, think again my friend.
I love this photo. First of all because you can just about make out the milk bottles to the right of the step and I love milk bottles. So retro! Secondly, I have a vague memory of this photo being taken. We had just had a bath and my Dad wanted to take a photo outside. So he made us stand on a piece of newspaper so our feet didn't get dirty. Ingenious.
For some reason in this photo we look the same age. Either he was too small or I was too big. My Dad used to say that I was bald and didn't smile until the age of 4. This is proof that he lied about the hair situation but he could have been right about the not smiling thing.
Our first family holiday in Cornwall.
It's called the Story Mobile and is by Ferm Living although I had to order it from Polly + Joe.
Not only did the mobile arrive today, I also discovered a new row of shops I hadn't seen before. I went to meet some old friends for lunch in Shoreditch when, to kill time, I wandered along Calvert Avenue. This is another road in Shoreditch that was dead when I lived round there but gradually shops and cafes are popping up all over the place.
This is a sort of homewares and accessories shop selling interesting jewelry, clothing and ceramics. I bought this Polly George dish in the Sale. Its actually a lemon squeezer but I'm going to use it as a jewelry dish in the bathroom.
Ally Cappellino bag shop. Very (in my humble opinion) over priced bags. £175 for a linen shopper. Yikes.
Mawi. Quite pricey (again, just my opinion) jewelry shop.
Nice floral window display though.
Leila's Food Shop. I don't know who Leila is, I'm sure she is a very nice person and everything but £10. 60 for a loaf? She definitely wins the prize for the most expensive bread I've seen since last week.
Leila not only sells fancy breads/cheeses and sausages, she also has a coffee shop on Calvert Avenue. I tried one of her hot chocolates and at first was a bit disappointed by the smallness of its size, but soon realised you didn't need much. It was so choclatey it made my right eyeball twitch. (I think it might have been liquid chocolate as opposed to a powder). I have never experienced a chocolate induced twitch before and whilst it was an unusual sensation it wasn't entirely unpleasant so I would recommend you get yourself down there to experience it for yourself.
Love it! I especially love your brother's hair - you must remember I had that haircut too, until I was 15!!!!
ReplyDeleteDid my dad cut your hair too? The dark horse . . . xx
DeleteI love Leila's...she did the catering on "The History Boys" best catering I eve had the pleasure of scoffing...x
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