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Tag Archives: clothes
We all have at least one don’t we. That special item of clothing that is just so very ‘us’, loved to pieces, brings a sense of comfort and well being, and is totally worn out. I wrote this about my … Continue reading
In my teenage years (yeah, a long time ago now) the rage was to buy a pair of jeans then get in the bath wearing them so that they’d shrink to fit your shape. I passed on that as I … Continue reading
Hubby loves Dolly Parton’s classic song Coat of Many Colours. Walking the dog this morning in the snow (I kid you not) got me thinking of coats I have worn since a child. My earliest memory is a ‘camel coat’, … Continue reading
My first thought when I woke up this morning was dressing up as a kid. I didn’t have a grandma who had a chest of old clothes we could rummage in, but I distinctly remember a mustard yellow lacy crocheted … Continue reading
This hospital lark is bloody expensive! Hubby has already bought me my sports bras for thirty notes, I got two button down tops for £12, and a pair of smaller sized jogging trousers for less than a fiver. Reading some … Continue reading
This has got to be one of the oldest statements us females make when it come to special occasions. For me though, it’s literally true, as smartening myself up means jeans and a diamante necklined tee-shirt from twenty odd years … Continue reading
Hubby decided he fancied a field trip today. The problem was, we didn’t know where to go. Wherever it was, we wouldn’t leave Maggie in the car, so it meant only a short walk before she could have a rest. … Continue reading
I’ve mentioned on several occasions how much I miss having a washing line. Each time we do the laundry, it sets us back a fiver, and as we do a load every 5 days or so, you can imagine the … Continue reading
Armed with cups of coffee and a hot pasty fresh out of the oven, we sat on ‘our bench’ by the traffic lights and People Watched. It’s always interesting and sometimes an unintended theme presents itself, such as everyone has … Continue reading