I know, two blog posts in a single weekend! You'd be forgiven for thinking I don't have a social life. Truth is that I'll be hospital tomorrow for a steroid injection to my hip joint and I'm doing everything I can to avoid thinking about it.
Whilst it's infinitely preferable to having to undergo another hip replacement just yet, the very thought of an IV line makes my toes curl up in horror.
So, in between visiting the pub and catching up with friends, I've scrumped and foraged for apples, blackberries and redcurrants in gale force winds and lashing rain,
And I've cooked like a domestic goddess on speed.
Check out my blackberry and redcurrant pie and my apple and vanilla muffins.
I've packed my bag hoping that glamour in the face of adversity will see me through (although I can't imagine I'll be looking too pretty with a 7am appointment).
I'm getting accustomed to how I'll be living for the next few days, lying about dressed in vintage lounge wear and catching up on my stash of vintage Bollywood films and books. (I'm probably the only vintage lovin' woman who can't be arsed with Audrey Hepburn or Marilyn Monroe.)
|Clockwise from top left: Zeenat Aman in Hare Rama Hare Krishna, Sharmila Tagore in An Evening In Paris, Dimple Kapadia in Bobby, Aruna Irani in Caravan, Helen in Jewel Thief and Bindu in Kati Patang|
|Vintage hooded maxi (the sweetest Squirrel), 1960s shag pile rug & vintage swirly cushions (car boot sale), patchwork cushions and curtains made by me|