My favourite of all...

Hmmm, things I love the most... well of all the things I have ever owned this ring is my most super favourite item.


I spent a rather inappropriately long time stalking it in the window of the local second hand jewellers, nearly having heart attacks a couple of times when the window display was rearranged and I thought it had gone... I couldn't take that risk for much longer so I took my intended into the shop and explained there was no need to get engaged or married any time soon but if I missed out on that ring I would always be a bit sad with whatever replacement we found. Fortunately he did agree to buy it for me!

About 2 years later, having given up all hope that I'd ever get to wear it, or even see it again, I got it (and the engagement that accompanies it!) for my 30th birthday this year, finally I have something I love which isn't made of plastic!

Mission Impossible: Never!

Nothing is Impossible, and with some polyfillering in the old holes, and my very sexy handles (despite ebay saga and giving in to much more expensive but ultimately more satisfying B&Q versions), my vision is complete! It actually looks exactly as I had hoped... and that never happens with anything!!!

Chuffed to bits! Hence having the urge to tell the world!

Mission Impossible: Phase 3

Getting the pink paint on cheered me up a bit, although I still had a few reservations about whether this cabinet is really gonna be as cool as I'd hoped, or would it end up like an extremely naff seventies blancmange... I have reserved the right all along to relegate it to the firewood pile if my vision is not realised!


When I put the bugger back together, there was then a considerable delay, as I have never applied wallpaper to anything and was a bit on the nervous side...

...And also I'm really anal and the pattern had to line up vertically and horizontally, and the joins had to be evenly spaced, so I didn't really relish the challenge I'd given myself! I have to say though, I have made myself proud with this attempt, if you look mega-close there's one tiny gap, but you'd have to be as finickity as me to find it!

Mission Impossible: Phase 2

Ok, so the primer was a bit of a problem. Well, not so much the primer itself but the hideous wee wee yellow stain which kept coming through from the previous varnish, despite 3 coats.

Fortunately I remembered a couple of years ago using a specific stain block paint to cover a damp stain in my folks' French house, and one coat of that sorted out that problem!

And because that stuff takes a little longer to dry, and I'm ridiculously impatient, and the insides didn't need treating, I made a womb-like effort to start on the final coat...

Mission Impossible, Codename: cabinet

When I brought this ace seventies sideboard home it was not particularly well received at home, earning itself comments like 'firewood' and 'smells like a charity shop'. Well I can see potential so I don't care if nobody else can!

So I am defiantly determined to make it cool for as little money as possible, and considering I got the thing for 4 quid, and paper to line the inside for free, and already had some sandpaper and primer in stock, I'm doing rather well so far!

Blown away

I am not political. I usually don't even watch the news as it is generally depressing. I tend to favour sparkly things and playing with kids toys over anything serious. But I watched Obama's inauguration speech and I must say I found it really exciting, and can't believe that it has taken 28 years of my life to see just one politician who seems to be believable! Today is the first time I have ever thought it'd be pretty cool to be an American!

More true to personal form, I wore this hair accessory my sister made today, thought it matched the occasion pretty well!

Based on a True Story....

Once upon a time, in a land far away, a beautiful blonde princess came accross a precious gem, in the shape of a blood red rose. The moment she saw it she knew it would be the perfect present for her long lost flame haired friend. She guarded it safely through the remainder of her treacherous travels, trekking through jungles, leaping from aeroplanes and even on occasion washing from a bucket, until she could finally return to her homeland and present the treasure to her cherished friend.

Her friend was so impressed with the beauty of the rose that she swore to wear it close to her heart for all eternity, but little did she know trouble was afoot. Within the month the evil witch Misfortune stole the jewel from her, from right underneath her nose, and no matter how hard she tried, and how often she retraced her steps, the rose was nowhere to be found. The princess was bitterly sad that such a precious present was never to be seen again.

Some time later the dust had settled and the tears had finally dried, and the cold winter ice was starting to freeze over the homeland of the two friends. Then, one bright frosty morning, the flame haired girl's older sister thought that maybe she could warm the chill in her baby sibling's heart, and bought her a bright sparkly jar of junk from the charity shop, as junk was always the way to cheer her up.

The coloured beads were working a little, raising a glimmer of a smile from our flame haired friend. Then, lo and behold! The Rose! Tangled in amongst the plastic necklaces and odd earrings was the sparkly red rose jewel the blonde princess had bought for her, it had come home! She vowed never to let it leave her sight again, as from now on it is not only a precious gem from a special friend, but also a little bit spooky!

Not very believeable is it?!.......