The ordinary days are a blessed relief I find sometimes and oh you just cant beat a hot roast chicken, eaten with your fingers and a napkin a la Henry VIII.Beautiful buttonholes xxx
Miss P I have tried to leave this comment on shop dog but blogger is playing up so I will leave it on yours instead. Thank you. He loved dearly and he was dearly loved.Thank you for the tribute to my gorgeous greyhound boy, started life as a street dog and ended it as a fine country gent. Will miss you forever my Sparky. xxx
We listened to the first big Keane album one hot summer in York while packing up our first flat together and moving north - those songs will always take me back to that time. Thanks for the reminder! And your buttonholes are beautiful!
Well those are just the prettiest buddon holes I've ever seen.
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