Caution Ducks Crossing

Sunday's weather was so mild and springlike I wouldn't settle and be content until I'd been for a walk along my favourite piece of towpath. I should really have washed, ironed, dug the garden but I really, really needed just to be in the fresh air away from the usual hum-drum stuff. By the time we'd collected Josh from his sleepover and and bought a voucher from the garden centre for Mom-in-law's present next Sunday the day had become a little dull. It didn't matter, it was warm and we could hear the birds singing and look at new greeness of Spring. What more could we need? I love this little walk along the canal. Josh gets annoyed with me 'not the same bit again?' I love its familiarity and its friendliness as walkers, cyclists, bargees and residents greet you with a cheery 'hello' as you walk on by. You can even do some shopping there if you wish at one of the canalside cottages.



I love to cross the towpath using this this tiny little bridge.



Here's a view from the top of the bridge to its left



and the view to the right.



Once over the bridge there's a little hamlet of cottages



next to fields.


I'd love to live here, tucked away in an almost secret little village.



It's on our way back to the bridge and the towpath that I notice this little sign, that's obviously been there some time.


It made us laugh, although we did keep a lookout for ducks on our way over the bridge. We did see plenty of ducks. All paired off now, with the odd noisy interruption of single males trying to steal a pretty girl from her mate.



Another few weeks and we'll be watching Mum leading her ducklings out and about as they play and discover their surroundings. We become distracted again and take a detour down a litle lane to the river


and up the hill to the fields with green shoots just peering through the red earth.



The church overlooks all of this from the hill, constant in the ever changing scenery.



Back on the canal and I love this sweet little hut. I imagine myself on a summer's day, sitting there on the porch watching the narrowboats chugging by. On winter walks, I imagine sitting inside, snuggled up with a heater, a hot drink and a good book.




Before I forget, we did see some of these as well.



Cheery, cosy, welcoming. When I win the lottery I'm going to buy one! However, it will have to be for weekends and holidays only. I have too much stuff to fit on one of these. Of course I would expect other bloggers to visit for afternoon tea and a bun.

Giveaway Result

Sorry ladies, but Johnny Depp was unavailable today to pull a name from the hat, or bowl in this case. So Mr Funky stepped in and performed the duty admirably. To be honest he was a lot cheaper than Johnny, although I'm not so sure that he looks quite as good in the pirate outfit as Johnny but you can't have everything can you.



The first name out of the hat (bowl) was Simone from Linden Grove. Congrats Simone, I'll be in touch via your blog for your details. I was quite overwhelmed by the number of people entering the draw and I'm just sorry I can't send you all something but thank you all for your kind comments. I know that I will have some new blogs to read and some new friends to meet from comments made on the last post. I shall look forward to catching up with everyone over the next couple of weeks.

Blogiversary Giveaway

Next Sunday is the anniversary of my first blog. It's been a lovely year blogging wise and I want to celebrate by having a small giveaway. All you need to do to have a chance of winning is to leave a comment on this post. I will choose a winner at random next Sunday, so leave your comment by Saturday 14th and your name will be added to the draw. If you are the lucky winner you will get a gingham heart



a candle in a tin



and a vintage cotton reel donated by Mr Funky.



Everyone is welcome to enter, new and regular readers alike.


Thank you for making blogging such fun.

Bridgewater Loveliness

I don't usually buy Period Ideas but I saw this cover yesterday and was immediately attracted to it.

The kitchen on the front cover was filled with Emma Bridgewater goodness and I just had to pick it up and have a flick through. Ooh! Great excitement when I discovered that this was actually Emma's gorgeous family home in Norfolk and several pages were devoted to showing its elegant interiors. Needless to say I had to buy a copy. (Yet another magazine ending up chez Funky). The photos I've taken of the article aren't brilliant but I thought you might like to share them with me.


Emma has my dream kitchen.



She also has my dream verandah and outhouse.


Not to mention my ideal hallway and bathroom!



There were also some clever design ideas to help acheive the Bridgewater look.



Whilst I was out shopping on Friday I came acroos this cheerful red mug that I just had to bring home with me.




It matches these two that I've already had for some time.



Perhaps there is yet another collection happening here? I'm sure it's not an obsession though. That will happen if I start to collect these as well!

Colour and Hope

A little sunshine, a breath of warmth, a splash of colour and I feel like a different person. The egg yolk yellow of these miniature daffodils just gives me an instant lift as well as the corner of our home where they will sit. The weather has been loads warmer and dry enough to some tidying in the garden. I have to say that the garden doesn't look wonderful for its tidy up but there are plenty of strong healthy shoots and the promise of luscious green leaves and bright flowers brings a certain amount of excitement.





These little packets of seeds always make me feel excited. I know I'll have to hang on to them until April before I can plant them outside but I love buying them, knowing that these alien looking seeds behave impeccably and always grow beautifully once planted in their little black seed trays.




Ferreting around in the cellar this morning I stumbled upon this forgotten little trug that I had painted and decorated with images of seed packets. I thought perhaps it's time that I begin to use it.( Any ideas of what I do use it for will be gratefully received). I love seed packets and I can't explain why. I love to see them at the garden centre, row after row in their racks. Some, very familar plants, others that I've never heard of , that look full of promise and give you a wonderful sense of anticipation as you plant them up and wait patiently as the tiny little seedlings poke their heads through the soil. At this time of year Father-in-law has a stash of seed packets that hold great excitement. Already the sweet peas will have been planted in trays, familar varieites that will be guaranteed to win prizes and new plants each year promising large blowsy flowers and heady scents. He knows I like the old fashioned, less showy varieties of sweet pea and he now always plants a selection of these and presents them to me with their short stems and deep velvety colours, to sit in a pretty vintage jug. Some of the sweet peas are nurtured lovingly for the horticultural shows during the sumer. Others will be on sale at the gate next to the honesty box. All that beauty from these little paper packets of seeds.



All we need now is for the weather to continue to improve, a little sun, a little rain and we can all begin to breathe and relax again. How I love Spring!

A Special Request

At thirteen years old Josh doesn't avidly read every blog entry his Mom posts. However, this week he has made a very special request - that I put his new guitar on the blog for all my blogging ladies to see and admire. He began bass guitar lessons twelve months ago and has decided to learn guitar as well. This meant a trip into Birmingham last weekend to search for the perfect guitar. He had been told that he wouldn't find the right guitar - but that the right guitar would find him. And it did. He is now the extremely excited and proud owner of a Gretsch Corvette in burgundy.





It has a classic Bigsby whammy bar, (cool), and two pickups, (cool) and I am reliably informed that some great guitarists use or have used Gretsch guitars, including George Harrison, The Edge, Neil Young and Joe Perry from Aerosmith, (cool). This beautiful guitar now lives in Josh's room, picked up, caressed, stroked, played, marvelled at. 'Thanks Dad'. 'Thanks Mom' has been said over and over again in the past few days.



And please don't miss the studded leather guitar strap - this was by far the coolest strap in the shop!

Cake Stand OCD?

Today, I fully intended a quick post to show off my latest couple of purchases but it has developed somewhat, as I begin to realise that I might have a problem. Firstly, let me show you my latest tin (I'll save that particular problem for another day). I saw this for the first time over at The Henhouse and feeling quite upset that I hadn't received my copy of the Emma Bridgewater catalogue I popped over to the Bridgewater website and a few days later, here I am, proud possessor of this gorgeous little tin but still not in possesion of an EB catalogue. Now, the next item I'm going to show you is part of the problem.



Yes, I love its pink, frilly, gorgeousness and the fact that at a fiver from Matalan it's quite a bargain and you cannot deny how luscious pink-iced cupcakes will look sat on top of its sheer loveliness. The problem is, I already have several cake stands and think that I might just have cake stand OCD. I have some lovely domed cake stands





and some very nice glass stands that will stack neatly on top of each other for a glamorous display.




I love the patterns that are formed in these moulded glass pieces.





I also have a very pretty, flowery, thirties style stand



and some very attractive creamware stands.



I think that's eight cake stands in total. My passion for them doesn't stop there. I've also been eyeing up this piece of gorgeousness from Laura Ashley.


I'm trying very hard at the moment trying not to add it to my basket and proceed to checkout. Well then ladies, do I have a problem? Should I seek help? I'm like this with everything - I have to have loads of stuff and one is never enough. Except for husbands.

And do you know the worst thing about this obsession? - I haven't got one slice of fruit cake, one coffee cupcake, no scones, not even a slice of plain sponge to adorn one of these wonderful cake stands today. Sad or what?

I also have to thank Tracey at Tracey's crafty scraps for this award. Many thanks Tracey.