Monday, 5 March 2007
The Thrill Of It All
A grey, rainy Sunday afternoon spent watching Doris Day movie (The Thrill of it all) with my girls on the sofa. Perfect. Hot cross buns, tea and Doris. The girls laughed out loud and so did I, with one eye on my oldest to see if she could spot just how dated (but lovely) it all was - not sure. The chuckles from my husband and ironic snorts from me when Doris promised her husband never to get a job and that his career was enough for the both of them were lost on the girls. However, there are days when being home alone is pure magic. After Monday morning's washing, cleaning and general chaos is sorted I'm allowing myself a little Doris Daydream ... piles of pretty fabrics and trimmings, brightly coloured bundles of rags, roses,sequins, gingham and ribbon - what more could a girl want? Teacosies, bags and brooches beckon.