me, my undies, my skirt, my woolies, my volumized hair (that's another story for another day) and my 'nerves' have made it to the safety of my folk's little thatched nest on the delightful south coast of devon...
i know the snow lays 'deep and crisp and even' all around but i have yet to actually see it with my own eyes.
this is not because i am so jet lagged that my little eyelids have not opened, but rather to do with the fact that where i am situated for the next few days it would appear to be a 'law unto it's own' and so we have 'no snow'...
most of the country has disappeared under some seriously big dumps of snow and let me just fill in a few of you dear readers who are 'stateside'...we are talking the biggest amount of snow our little island has witnessed in over 20 years, and i do believe there is more to come...so that considered, my travels to family and charity shops maybe somewhat curtailed.
but do not despair, i was born the daughter of some serious 'collectors' and thus the need to 'scavenge and hunt' for a bargain has been running through my little veins from a wee 'babe in arms'...having alighted from my airplane less than 48 hours ago, my lovely mother and i have already seen the inside of 6 charity shops and 1 antique mall. i don't think that's bad considering the circumstances of a country in 'snow' peril...
the contents of our 'scavenge' i will reveal, but for now i leave you with the only 'snow' i could find in the yard...
did you like the connection...snow...snowdrops...i was thinking that's quite good for my slow foggy brain ("actually that's rubbish Tif...we expect better of you tomorrow")
she's been told and she will deliver ~ Tif
glad you got here safe and sound...i have been looking up ominously at the grey skies....thinking about you!
we have had approximately..the 3 kids have been counting...10 snowflakes. none of them stuck. i had to resort to defrosting the freezer so that they could at least throw ice at eachother! but clear roads here have meant that the technicians have been and i have an internet connection again! Hoorah!
keep rummaging for treasures...xxx
welcome to the Uk......here in the Midlands we are still under a (v.thick) blanket of snow, which is now starting to lose it's appeal! I hope you're having fun, and look forward to reading more about your time spent here...
take care...sharon x
I am so pleased you have arrived at the enchanted cottage. Those snow drops have come out for you.
I love the thatch! How very not retro! Can't believe you have done that much charity shopping already, I think January is a good time, must get onto it. We have escaped a good bit of the snow over here in Norn Iron, only about an inch at the mo, but apparently it is on its way! I do think by the way that I have inherited a charity shop gene from my Mum (Jean). It certainly is very useful to say to people...I have a bit of a charity shop thing, got it from my mother, as if there is nothing you can do about it. Although it doesn't make me itch!
oh tif, your parents house is like a picture from a golden book...
Umm..'yard' now surely you mean garden!
glad to hear you're having fun. sorry about the phone call today; i accidentally hung up before i handed the phone over to daddy.. oops! just wanted to let you know that we're doing fine besides the enormous fiasco today while you were speaking to us (dad was trying to cut the paninis for esme and i with the knife that he'd cut the turkey with...tsk tsk). also, wanted to say how much we all miss you. laundry+homework+feeding people/animals+driving people places while dad's off skiing and partying (yes, he went to a do last night) makes me respect what you do lots and lots! well, not that i didn't in the first place, you know (:
just checking innn. its terribly lonely here, just me and marlon writing valentines for his party friday, and he keeps chatting about tennis balls with holes in them, mentos, and god-knows what else, haha.
bet you miss it, right?
Good to know you're safe & sound and hitting the 'good shops' too! We are looking forward to your discoveries & adventures!
Ah - Tif - you return to our shores in time to join the great dire news wallow. We are all buried under 6 foot of the white stuff, enduring a 30's style depression la-la-la.
Nip down to the newsagents and get a copy of The Observer - great diy fash supplement!
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