The pictures have nothing to do with the tale i am about to recount. They are proof that even in a seemingly empty fridge, there is always something to make a meal from. If in doubt chargrill everything, that way nobody will know that the Halloumi cheese was BB June '10.
Yesterday i took a train bound for London, and met the The Florist by the Sea. she brought a long a friend, who has now also become my best friend, and will be the bridesmaid at my wedding* Wearing midnight blue, vintage obviously, little miss seaside is wearing eau de nil.
We lunched, we had wine, we headed towards The Luella's evening, and got sidetracked by Jamie Astons shop, all candelabra and Pepita roses. Then we tried again and got sidetracked by a bar.
We finally made it, and behold what wondrous things. Emily was there, with baby Max, i finally met Helen from Cutture, whose work is mind blowing, naturally The Beautiful People were there with their i-pad. It is only the 2nd time in my life i have seen an i-pad. I was mesmerised. I want one.
There was a fashion show, which completely passed me by, ivory dresses not really my thing, but we did spend a lot of time looking at bridesmaids dresses. Some were vintage, others not, but all beautiful.
Then much later, while you were sleeping, we talked of Harold and Maude, and Phil Tuffnel, and watched Cabaret - where my name came from.
The moral of the story, always pack flat shoes for the walk home from the station, avoid men bearing a bottle of red wine and plastic cups, and think twice before committing to the possibility of a double delivery.
*Please note i am not actually getting married, but with new friends, a bottle of wine, and a wedding fayre - anything seems possible.
Posted by Miss Pickering at 11:57 AM