The villa popped up on a lovely blog I follow written by the talented Pip Lincolne. The villa is available to rent through Whitedream villas Corfu. But you may wish to sit down to hear the price. 3k-4k per night. Yikes!!!!
Hello lovely fellow bloggers. Trumpet fanfare...... our house is finally back on the market. We've had three viewings so far and all have been positive. We are awaiting the last viewees (is that a word or am I making up my own language again?) to get back to us. They have told our estate agents they will get back by Thursday afternoon, we are assuming they are viewing another house before that. Please cross everything for us.
In the meantime I have continued to declutter and yes you've guessed it bought a few more things. Nothing extravagant of course, you know me for the thrifty gal I am.
I couldn't resist this delightful butler tray table, which m'dears I obtained by swopping some charity shop purchases for it. So in fact the table cost me very little money.
I also received a little parcel of treats in the post yesterday, all very exciting.
I signed up to the Bonne Maman newsletter a while ago and they sent me an offer I couldn't refuse. This box full of delicious tiny pots of jams will be coming with us to our AirBnb when we visit Norfolk soon. Small things that make the everyday a little bit more special.
I have wanted one of these amazing swing seats for years. I have been saving up and we bought one and installed it last weekend. It's not an exaggeration to say that it calls to me, ha ha. And it's name? The Idler.
Well I have been a busy bee and should by rights have been blogging profusely, but somehow things got in the way. Sounds like a cue for a song :)
The Mr and I had four glorious days in Athens as we celebrated his birthday. Yes it was warm, yes it was beautiful, but oh my the people were out of this world. I speak a few words of Greek and it seemed to enchant the lovely folk we met. I want to learn more before we return, as return we surely will.
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| The Harp of Erin by Thomas Buchanan Read. |
A little surprise left on my doorstep Sunday morning, a gift from The Brownies.
Why have I never heard of this before? Surely all my friends are Quaintrelles?
I'm not really sure if I applaud this day of recognition for women, celebrating everything we have and do achieve. Should we have need of a day to celebrate half our species? I'm not sure.
Although once thinking about women who inspire me, or mean something to me and my life, I find filed away in my brain many many many women. Here are a few.
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| My dearest chum Linda who passed away in 2020. |
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| Brave and Strong Trailblazers |
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| Elisabeth Vigee Le Brun, self portrait in a straw hat c1782. |
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| Delightful painting of Madame Perregaux by the above artist c1789 |
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| Joni Mitchell |
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| The divine Linda McCartney |
Well my 'radio silence' has not been because of anything dreadful or indeed anything wonderfully exciting, simply procrastination. I probably have lots to share but keep mulling over any content I think may be of interest, until I decide no, too mundane, I'll wait for inspiration.
I'm biting the bullet today and posting regardless of the lack of world shattering interesting content.
In a rather nice turn of events the Mr has decided to reduce his working week to three days which means he and I are able to spend more time together. We are aiming to make greater use of our National Trust cards and get out at least once a week for a grand day out. We would also love to visit various interesting spots overnight, the only issue is finding a loving cat sitter to look after our chonky cat Morgana.
Happily a lovely girl I work with has been helping us out with that and she and Morgana have been spending cosy evenings and nights together.
A few weeks ago the Mr and I visited an extraordinary place in Wales called Portmeirion. I feel sure most of you will have heard of it. Designed by Sir Clough Williams-Ellis in the early 20th century, it has Riviera inspired multi coloured houses, huge ornamental gardens and sits on a gorgeous bay. You can actually stay in the 'Village', but it was so early in the season we decided not to on this occasion.
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| My Beloved George and His Father In Simpatico |
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| Joy With Her Keeper at The Sheldrick Wildlife Trust |
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| To All Best Friends |
The Mr and I are out galavanting tonight. We've booked tickets to a Burns night at a local historic house, Thornbridge Hall.
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| Photo By Frances Milburn |
The dress code is glam, dress to impress. I've pulled out a sensational Northern Lights green skirt that I bought in Norway a couple of years ago that I have never worn. Coupled with a lightweight knit with gold details on the sleeves and a pair of boots also not worn before. They have a slight iridescence when they catch the light, very on trend, ha ha. I do have some Camilla Elphick shoes that would look gorgeous with this skirt but unfortunately they do not fit too well and keep slipping off. Sadly I have to face the fact that I need to sell them on. No point in keep getting them out of their box, trying them on and sighing when I can't walk in them. Brutal realisation.
I love all the fanfare and Scottishness of a Burns night supper. Very excitingly there will be pipers and an address to the haggis. Burns wrote the address in 1786. All very thrilling. The Mr is especially thrilled with the Whisky flight that will be served with the meal, doubly so, as he will be drinking mine too. A cab has been ordered!
Gareth Morrison addresses the Haggis in this Youtube short. Fabulous.
Recognise this gorgeous waterfront villa? Well if you're a fan of the Tv programme The Durrells you probably will. I loved every little...
