Wednesday, 27 August 2014

Wonderful Wednesday #31

Hi-de-HI and how the DICKENS are you all..?!?  I hope you all enjoyed the long weekend (spare a thought for those of us who those words carry no meaning!).  I was actually off on the Monday and so it wasn't so bad after-all.  This week has been pretty okay so far.  I am really starting to FEEL and enjoy that little nip in the air when i leave for work - it won't be long before i can start piling mounds of homemade bramley apple compote into bowls of warmed honey-ed porridge for breakfast and that my friends is a FINE thing.  I am thinking of delving into homemade jam-making this Autumn.  I am thinking blackberry, or green gage, or a soft set spiced rhubarb.  Is making jam hard?!? I suppose we should get on with what's been fine fine fine lately this week so far, before we all start nattering about best-practise jam making skills and forget it's Wonderful Wednesday altogether! 

*  Getting my baking-shaped GROOVE on.  I love to cook and if i can make something from scratch then i enjoy it all the more.  With cooking you can make it up as you go along,  once you've got the basics sorted.  Along with trying to eat along with seasons, i also promised myself that i was going to try and learn to bake a bit better.  I'm not awful but the two crucial skills that baking requires are patience and the ability to follow instructions.    They are two life skills that i don't excel well in.  With baking you can't just make it up as you go along.  Luckily with a little help from the Mr (and my old pals Hugh and Jamie) this week we have enjoyed homemade spelt soda bread and banana bread.  I cannot tell you how much i ENJOYED myself once i got my head round it all:  measuring and weighing and not just throwing handfuls of things into pans and such.  There's no going back now!  The Mr has already requested that i bake a banana bread at least once a week for him to take along for breakfast.  

*  Royal Blood.  Heard of them..?!?  Neither had i.  I sort of STUMBLED upon them watching Glasto  few weeks back; found them on Spotify and saved them.  Then aptly forgot about them, as you do.  I found them again this week and enjoyed playing their DELICIOUSLY dirty rock music full blast on bank holiday monday as i tickled about our little somewhere. 

*  The MR.  For getting all ready to go to Sainsbury's at silly o'clock to buy more ingredients after i got in a strop and measured some things wrong on banana bread take one.  And for sitting through Made in Chelsea NYC on Sunday - even if he did spend most of the time with his hands over his eyes, shaking his head in dismay.  And for carrying our BEAUTIFUL new chest of draws up three flights of stairs on his lunch hour.  And for always knowing when i need a really good cup of tea and a hug the very most.  That my friends, is real life LOVE

*  Autumn LIGHT.  In the form of the most beautifully pink bedroom i awoke to on Tuesday morning.  The sun must have just been peeping up from behind the clouds and our bedroom was FILLED with the prettiest pink light.  It danced upon the slanted ceiling in a stripe-y fashion as it peeped its way through our skylight blind and even though i knew it was a little while before i needed to get up, i lay AWAKE and watched it anyway. It was perfect and filled me with such joy.  

*  Giving advice WISELY and actually sounding like i know what i am talking about.  It's reassuring when you spend most of your life saying things the wrong way round and getting bruises upon bruises - yes really.  When my younger sister rang recently and wanted to talk, i was such a wealth of wisdom and advice that i rather surprised myself.   

*  British APPLES.  Brought from the market, all nobbl-y and half granny smith green, the other a bright crimson red.  The tastiest apple-y apples with the most delectable crunch that i think i have ever had since…well probably this time last year.  I am going to eat apple after apple all the way through Autumn until they come out of my ears and it's time for clementines at Christmas! 

*  The most blustery of BREEZES on the brightest most blue-skied Tuesday walk to work.  The kind that blows your hair this way and that and sends leaves flying from trees and swirling this way and that and if you squint, Autumn, well you're almost here and i can't wait!

*  Finishing each day with a china mug filled to the BRIM with spiced apple and camomile tea with the Mr and stories about our days. 
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It's been a jolly good week so far.  I love this time of year, even though its been many moons since i had to even remotely consider going back to school and all of the paraphernalia that goes along with it, there is something special about this time of year.  It makes you ready to start again, ready to take a deep breath and breathe in Autumn and brace yourself for Winter.  It's pretty LOVELY.  

What has been making you SMILE this week so far dear and lovely faces?!?  Please do share because you do know how much i love to read your comments.  Remember you can always tweet me your #wonderfulwednesday too.  I am @sallytangle.  Wishing you all a wonderful Wednesday and the rest of the week and weekend all in one go too.  

Monday, 25 August 2014

The Stuff Of Neapolitan Dreams

It's no SECRET i am lover of colour and often-times worshipper of print.  But that's the thing with colour, it's such a powerful little devil that it really can alter completely and exactly how you feel at any given time.  Whilst some days i can't get enough of a stark black and white monochrome powered with punchy accents of neon pink; or a vintage William Morris tapestry print in a billowing smock-y shape; sometimes a palette of soft PASTELS is just what's called for.  
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Pastels have always been a source of COMFORT for me, ever since i was a little dot.  If i am feeling tired, sad, cold or in need of a big hug, i shall always turn to anything and everything PISTACHIO green, dusky vintage ROSE pink or a pale WHISPER of powder blue to perk me right back up.  Lately it's all that's been floating my boat.  Despite everywhere and anywhere starting to look toward all that is deep, crimson, burnt orange and ochre; lately i have been curling up in what can only be described as THE STUFF OF NEAPOLITAN DREAMS.  Do you remember neapolitan ice-cream..?!  It was my all time favourite when i was little.  A crystal glass bowl filled with as much pastel-striped ice-cream as i could get away with and a teddybear-shaped wafer stuck in the top.  Lately has been filled with pastels at every turn...

The SOFTEST, most whisp-y cotton-candy textured blue skies and dwindling HYDRANGEAS on early evening escapades on those two wheels of mine.  Which incidentally are also a soft PISTACHIO green.  Along with my dearly beloved Cambridge Satchel.  I think i almost adore HYDRANGEAS a little more now there are all starting to dry and their colours beginning to soften into wonderfully delicate lilacs, vintage violets and soft pinks.  

I TREATED myself us to the softest little CHECKERED throw for our bedroom recently.  I can't begin to tell you quite how HAPPY that colour combination makes me.  I have been enjoying feeling it's weight on the tips of my toes as it sits folded on the very end of the bed as i fall asleep, or wearing it WRAPPED around my shoulders as i dust rose-y pink blusher on my cheeks in an attempt to ready myself for the day ahead.  If i could wear it ALWAYS then i think i would.  

I also dug out this pretty tunic SMOCK from donkeys years ago and have been enjoying wearing it with my SOFTEST black,ripped slim jeans and favourite ROSE-pink cardigan slung around my shoulders.  It goes perfectly with hair that isn't brushed and has the prettiest floral crown buried in amongst its' tangles, don't you think…?! And if i squint my eyes enough its aaalmost the same colours as that pretty little blanket concoction…
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What's you COLOUR combination of choice lately..?  Are you happiest curled up pastels like me or do you have a penchant for the richer colours?!?  I'd love to know!  

Friday, 22 August 2014

Wednesday in Senses

Wednesday was TIRING.  I'd had one of those sleeps where you go to bed all filled with slumber and floppiness only to curl up under a pretty printed duvet and start THINKING.  Just about silly things. But usually once my head is set to 'think-mode' i find it ever so hard to get back into 'sleep-mode.'   I awoke feeling like i had slept with my eyes closed the tightest that they could ever go and as equally exhausted as i had been on Tuesday night.  

I dabbled in a post similar to this HERE.  And so i thought i share another with you today. 
The brightest most blue sky i have seen in such a long while and the racing cotton wool clouds through our skylight first thing this morning;  Leaves dropping from the trees in a much-colder-than-anticipated breeze;  The last of the beautiful hydrangeas curling up and turning pretty hues of all kinds of lilac and lime green;  Seagulls trying their hardest to fly against the wind on this mornings bike ride.  The way that makes them look like they are tied to a long, long pieces of string;  The hugest red admiral butterfly on our duvet upon returning home from my jobs.  As she (i like to think she was a she, she was too beautiful not to be) was sat on the pillow i sat and talked to her for a good few minutes, hoping (most stupidly) that it might coax her out of the skylight.  She responded much better to a little tickle, but i said goodbye anyway.  

Seagulls always seagulls first thing in the morning. Tip tapping on top of our roof and shouting at each other;  The Mr's alarm and knowing that i don't have to get up - i love that feeling because every morning i am always up before him;  A  new brown and white spaniel puppy's sweet little bark as i drove past him in the park this morning.  So sweet and when i stopped to say hello he was all happy and full of kisses and a little wagging tail;  The washing machine swish and swoosh throughout the morning, afternoon and evening as i attempted to wash everything known to man in 24 hours.  I am now subsequently left with a 'hanging gardens of Babylon' style home as various items of laundry hang from every conceivable orifice;  Elbow.  That's right, still.  I have this thing where once i find an album i love i listen to it over and over until i know it every each which way and can no longer bear to have it in my ears any longer.  Then it comes back to me a few months later and i love it all over if not more.

Raspberries with everything.  Alongside pancakes with an unhealthy spread of crunchy peanut butter, or dotted around my mid-afternoon day-off-shaped treat of a double chocolate chip cookie as big as my head or smashed into natural yoghurt with a drizzle of honey before bed;  Chicken thighs cooked slowly in red wine and served with colcannon and tender-stem brocoli…the autumnal suppers are being eased in;  Endless cups of tea whilst tip tapping away at some work in our office with the skylight as wide as it will go and a big huge and whopping soft checked blanket around my shoulders. 
Pyjama against pyjama in a curled up ball of cosiness underneath our huge printed duvet and too many cushions little bedroom;  The warmth of a first cup of Lady Grey tea sipped underneath the duvet with hair that looked all kinds of crazy;  The sweetest silk knickers and bras in M&S and treating myself to a handful since they were half price and too beautiful to resist;  Damp washing and far too much of it;  Holding hands;  Kisses on heads;  The weight of a light blanket across our knees as we curled up to watch The Great British Bake Off.  

A faint smell of freshly washed sheets and shampoo from my pillow as i squinted and squeezed my eyes to some sort of life this morning;  Morning air as it tickled my nose all fresh and cool and peppered with dampness;  Toasted raisin pancakes for breakfast being brought back to life in a hot toaster - yum;  Damp grass on a morning few laps of the park;  Freshly roasted coffee beans on a wander through our city centre as they drifted up and out of a local cafe;  Cotton incense oil burnt throughout the afternoon as i pottered about doing work and getting jobs done;  Soap powder and fabric softener as the washing machine whirled on and i rinsed through sneak new silk somethings in warm water and crumbled up bath bombs;  single black rose candle burnt in the kitchen after supper as we curled up with camomile tea.   

A pretty lovely day off after all.  I like writing these kinds of posts.  Noting it all down make sure that i don't MISS a second.  

Wednesday, 20 August 2014

Wonderful Wednesday #30

Man ALIVE how the freaking bobbins is it Wednesday already?!?  If it's true that as you get older life really does speed up (which so far i concur!) then give me another couple of years and every single thing will feel like a dizzy blur! The last week has been so SO busy for me but i am also feeling a lot like i am winning at being me too and that's a really nice feeling.  Most of the time i am busy and feel as if i cross off one thing from my to-do list ('cos what is life without lists?! Best not get me started on that one) and add four more, feeling a little too overwhelmed.  Lately though, the juice of each and every second hath been squeezed and i am getting stuff done people!  Let's stop blowing our trumpet for a few moments though and discuss what littler things have been making me smile on this week so far.

*  AUTUMN!  Hells bells i can't hold it in any longer!!!  I am so excited for Autumn i can't tell you.  Operation 'must not wear tights or proper coat etc' until September is going well but i between you and i, i have picked myself a NEW tweed jacket out already (Boden HERE incase you're a nosey parker) and rifled through last seasons knits and i'm already creating outfits in my head.  I am also going to treat myself to a proper tartan blanket scarf and update my pale mink brogues to a sufficiently Autumnal tan pair.  Oh and i really reeeally want THIS skirt from lady Cath Kidston too!  I need to CALM down!  

*  Berries berries BERRIES!  In more exciting news on 'Blackberry-gate" as I mentioned and ranted and raved bout the yummy little blighters in my last five million posts; i would like to tell you that this week so far has been aaall about the humble blueberry and the razzle-dazzling raspberry.  Raspberries have been dotted on top of cottage cheese with a handful of chopped walnuts and blueberries scattered into spelt muesli and drowned in ice cold almond milk for breakfast and sometimes supper too.  

*  Bread IDEA-ing.  Let me tell you a story.  I like my bread, and i always try to make an effort to buy bread form the bakers or not least the fresh counter at my local supermarket.  I've always thought it was better for me than the horrid glue-y white squares the likes of certain big bread companies churn out.  And it probably is.  Usually bread lasts for two days or so round these parts.  But last week i forgot about a little loaf of spelt bread i had bought from the bakers.  I came across it ten days later, TEN DAYS!  And it was fine.  And that my friends is not a sign of a loaf of bread that is good for you.  In short, operation 'i'm not eating bread again until i can bloody make my own' was born. Catchy right?!  So this week i shall be delving into bread making by making my own spelt soda bread.  No rubbish, just good and wholesome ingredients.  I'm so excited to get stuck in!

*  Good skin.  My SKIN is forever affected by what i eat, how much i sleep i get and what i put into it.  I used to envy those who could stay up all night, drink gallons of diet coke and never take their make up off.  I am not one of those girls.  And to be honest now i am old enough to know better about alot more things than i used to, i'm sort of glad.  For the past few months i have worked hard on keeping my diet as fresh and seasonal as possible. I have tried to get plenty of exercise and really take time to look after my skin and it's really paying off.    Someone actually said these exact words to me on Monday:  'You're lucky, you have naturally beautiful skin.'  Oh kind lady you have NO idea…

*  Live MUSIC.  Is there a better way to listen to it?  In my opinion it's the only way to listen to music. Unless that's not possible and a close acceptable second is cycling ever so fast round and round the park with your Ipod SO loud and sometimes maybe singing.  I don't do that but you know i could…I was lucky enough to go and watch the Mr play bass for Mylittlebrother recently. Who were incidentally supporting the beautiful folk genius that is Fiona Clayton.  It was the BEST night and i highly recommend that you head over to Spotify and add them both.  Two musical acts local to me who are superb. 

*  Sleeping in LONG pyjama bottoms.  This is the Spring/Summer equivalent of the first time you sleep in just your under crackers.  Utter bliss.  Sleeping in your pyjamas as the nights get cooler is the dream.  For me it always equals the deepest most soundest of sleeps.  Bring on the hot water bottles!  Not yet though.  I don't want to peak too soon… 

*  Tealights.  Because well SOON i shall have to close the windows at night and also the curtains and so there'll be far less tealights in jam jars in Tangle Towers don't you know.  These last few days i have been dotting the little devils everywhere.  I'm secretly looking forward to tealight candlelit baths (which are far more autumn/winter appropriate than showers anyway), and for scented candles whilst i read a book in my pyjamas.  It's not all bad really…
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How are you all you lovely lot you?!  Have you been getting excited for Autumn?  Have you ever made your own bread and if so, got any tips?  And what are the rest of your week's looking like…?  I love to read these kinds of comments!  Remember you can also tweet me your #wonderfulwednesday on twitter.  I'm @sallytangle .  

Saturday, 16 August 2014

Home Please

It is a truth universally recognised that there is no place quite like HOME.  When you grow up and fly away from the place you were born, you make your own way and feather your own pretty NEST just the way you like it.  But there will always be home home and no matter where that is, nothing ever changes the feeling that brings.  Last weekend i snatched both Friday and Saturday up at my parents in Scotland and i could have quite easily curled up away from the hustle and bustle of city life and all that the 9 to 5 brings, and stayed and stayed and STAYED.  Being away somewhere so peaceful, quiet and in the middle of nowhere really made all the little things i often whizz past, even more lovely and stand out even more.  It was just what i needed to make myself feel all put together again.  

Some measure the SUCCESS of a weekend or few days off by quite how much they can squeeze into those two days.  Not me, well at least not last weekend.  This weekend was slow, beautiful and all about just spending time and not letting MOMENTS pass by.  It was how i wish each and every one could be.  
I am often TORN between my two favourite places to visit when i am home:  The coast or the hills and forests.  This time we chose the coast.  The bright BLUE skies were calling us and with a sky so bright and blue and and a day so warm it felt like we had made the right choice.  We chose to take along an extremely cheeky puppy and simply walked and walked barefoot in the sand. When we had been blown about and SPLASHED by puppy paws quite enough, we sat up on the grass and made coffee on a little camping stove.  I could have sat and sunk my toes into the sandy dunes all day, it was so beautiful.  
Late afternoons were spent CURLED up on the bench in the garden with a big mug of tea and a little handful of biscuits.  Why does EVERYTHING taste so much more delicious outside?!  I wish so much that i had my own little stretch of green to plant beautiful hydrangeas and ceramic tubs of basil, mint and strawberries.  I was quite happy just sat WATCHING the world go by and seeing how many butterflies i could spot on my parents huge butterfly bush.  
Evenings were spent CHASING the sunset up and down windy country lanes with ^this^ little face.  He is called Storm.  Our little man is still learning how to walk properly on a lead and still needs lot of practise.  He is far too nosey for his own good and wants to be everyones best friend and for everyone to love him.  He doesn't like to leave anything un-SNIFFED and never misses a trick and his favourite place to be is on anyones knee who'll kiss his ears and rub his tummy.  My parents have had him only four months and rescued him from a family who couldn't look after him properly.  He has learnt lots but still has a long way to go yet. You can't spend time with him and not feel happy.  Spending two days with his wagging tail and wet nose was HAPPY-making in itself.  
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This week has been such a BUSY one.  Good busy, but busy in a way that has sort of had the tiredness hitting me in one fair swoop!  I am looking forward to a little bit of a later sleep on sunday - maybe followed by some warm pastries and many a mug of tea.  Tonight i am scooting off to watch one of my favourite local artists:  Fiona Clayton, who incidentally the Mr is supporting and playing bass with Mylittlebrother.  It should be a good night.  Is it wrong that i already can't wait to be in BED on Saturday night though..?!?

How are all of your WEEKENDS looking?!  Is it jam-packed just the way you like it or are you looking forward to slowing down and snatching the last of the summer sun?!

Wednesday, 13 August 2014

Wonderful Wednesday #29

Happy MID-WEEK dear and lovely faces!  How do i find you all?  Is it me or is it cold?  In a massively stark contrast to the above image, i am rather relishing wearing cardigans these past few evenings.  Curled up in oversized cardigans as the rain has hammered our little attic, the wind has blown sideways and i have drank far too much tea.  And i've been okay about it you KNOW?  I have promised myself i shan't wear tights, boots, a proper coat or any kind of hat that isn't straw or a fedora until at least September.  I am raring to GO though.  I already have my eye on The Most Perfect Tartan Scarf and a new tweed blazer…i must not resist.  Around these parts has mostly been about hanging onto the last few weeks of summer and all kinds of other loveliness also…

*  CUDDLES.  If there is one thing that cooler evenings (dare i say it - darker too?) bring it is definitely more cuddles.  The kind of cuddles to keep warm and cuddles before you drift off to sleep.  In the summer, cuddles are replaced by hand holding.  But as soon as those evenings start to draw in and the temperature dips, you just can't beat a big HUG.  What a softie i am…

*  Continuing my love for ELBOW.  Since wittering on about Elbow's 'Powder Blue' last week on here, i have gone a little bit into an Elbow-shaped overdrive.  I love it though:  the way that one single song has put me back on a little meander all the way through their back catalogue on Spotify.  I have also discovered that they SNUCK out a new album this year too without me even realising!  It's been my go-to evening listen whilst i am padding about our little somewhere after a bath or shower at night.  

*  HOT showers.  It has felt that for months the only kind of shower that would have done has been a cooler one.  I have definitely been gradually increasing the temperature in my showers and enjoying rubbing extra moisturiser into my rose-y cheeks and pink knees.  

*  New OPPORTUNITIES.  Whilst i can't go into too much detail, my name might be appearing in a few other places apart from this dear little space in the next few months.  This makes me SO excited i cannot tell you.  And I also equally want to give you all the hugest big hug for popping by and reading this LITTLE corner because without this platform, well i wouldn't be where i am now and for that i am forever grateful to you all.  

*  My own BED.  Whilst i love going away and i dearly love spending time at home-home with my family, unless i have a fair few days in a row up there i can never sleep well.  What is it about your own bed?!  You just can't beat it.  I think that even if i was in the most expensive hotel in all of the land then i wouldn't sleep quite as well as i do in my own.  

*  PEANUT BUTTER.  To think i went most of my life thinking that i didn't like peanut butter is beyond me.  I only tried it after graduating from uni and i have never looked back.  I like to think that it gives me an excuse to eat a bit more than a regular person - girl's got ground to make up!  Lately it has been slathered on spelt toast after a little fruit and natural yoghurt breakfast-ing.  I have also been loving spreading it thick on tart green apple wedges or dunking carrot batons into it.  Or you know, just off the spoon, on a bad day…It's got to be crunchy though, its got to be!

*  Particularly PRODUCTIVE days.  Is it just me or some days don't you just feel like you could run the world?!? Tuesday felt like i got so much done and achieved over and above what i had intended.  These days are few and far between and need to be celebrated.  I just wish i had more of them 'cos i feel like i have been given the best ROCKET fuel for the rest of the week ahead!  

*  Sleeping in PYJAMAS again.  By that i mean a loose cotton smock top and cotton pyjama trousers after what has felt like months (and delicious months at that!) of curling up wearing only underwear or a sweet little silk cami top.  I slept in pyjamas for the very first time last night.  I could hear the wind and rain whipping against the skylight above my head and i felt the COSIEST i have felt in a long time.  It was a little bit delightful.  

What has been making your week BEARABLE then you wonderful lot you?!?  Are you a peanut butter fiend?!  Have you been relishing in the wind and the rain?  And what have you got to look forward to this weekend?!?!  Pleased do share because reading your comments is the BEST thing.  Remember you can always tweet me your #wonderfulwednesday.  I'm @sallytangle.  


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