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A week in photos…

November 30th, 2010 3 comments

This week (along with writing one and half chapters for Dancing the Maypole) I went to see my friend Debbie Webbie and met her puppy Chin Chin who’s eight months old. I also managed to do some Christmas shopping and took some photos of the snow. I can’t believe how well I feel. Compared to the end of October (when I started taking pills for my thyroid along with a large number of vitamins) I feel like a champion athlete. I can walk into town and back again every other day without feeling like I’m going to die. More importantly, I can think again. For the whole of September and October I swear my skull was housing a cabbage. Read more…

A contest to enter…

November 24th, 2010 1 comment

To promote her new regency romance (which I haven’t read yet, but sounds really funny), Teresa Bohannon is having a competition for an original near mint condition comic book Perfect Love No.3 from 1951. If you love Mad Men this is what secretaries would have been reading on their lunch break! The comic is worth between $120-200 USD! I want it just for the cover. I would put this under glass and hang it on my wall, but I freely admit to loving comic books and if I win…I will read it before I put it under glass! I love the love stories mentioned at the bottom of the comic. ‘Could Love Survive The Pharaoh’s Curse?’ and ‘I Risked My Happiness on The Wheel of Fate’. Is it just me or does the first one conjure up romantic gropings amid dust covered mummies? I see Agatha Christie (and her second husband younger by fifteen years – go Agatha!) digging in Egypt and finding herself caught in a curse that… Well let your imagination run wild! I hope I win, but if I don’t…maybe you will…but only if you enter! Last entry date is Jan 31st 2011.

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Hester Bateman – Georgian silversmith…

November 20th, 2010 1 comment

One of the things I often say to myself is, “You don’t know something until you know it.” Perhaps I need a constant reminder of the obvious because I tend to assume things. For instance; I assumed that Georgian silversmiths were all men. Today I’ve learned that they weren’t. This shouldn’t surprise me (having researched numerous women artists from all ages), but it does. My knew piece of knowledge (like most of my interesting knowledge) was accidentally acquired. I walked into town to get a few things and stopped off at the charity shop (again) and found four issues of a magazines from 1967, ‘The Antique Dealer and Collector’s Guide’. I flipped through them all and found they each had pictures or articles about some Regency or Georgian item/artist that I had to have. At home at my desk I pulled the first one off the pile and was flipping through to find “the good stuff” when I came to an ad titled Silver by Hester Bateman. I assumed Hester was a dealer. Having admired the tea pot, I read the paragraph under this photo… Read more…

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Sunset, moonrise…

November 15th, 2010 3 comments

I woke up late today and saw the sun was shining through the leaves and thought I’d just pop outside with the camera for a short walk. Over two and a half hours later I finally came home cold, tired and starving, but I did get to see some lovely images (not all of which I was capable of capturing), but I thought I’d share my favorite photos of the day. Read more…

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A Book Review…

November 14th, 2010 Comments off

Saturday I was really poorly. My pasty grey colouring even persuaded the Goblin I wasn’t pretending to be ill so I wouldn’t have to rake leaves off the drive (which had been our previously scheduled activity – he’s very organized and scheduled). Sitting up made me feel nearly as light headed as standing so I went back to bed (and back to sleep), but later in the day after waking up from a nap, I found myself lying there wanting to read something light. Something that wouldn’t require thinking or spawn the usual endless questions which fill my brain like bubbles from a soapy drain. I remembered of the three Georgette Heyer romances I’d bought a few weeks ago at the charity shop there was one (Cotillion) had I hadn’t yet read. The back of the book sounded boring, but I crawled back into bed with it and gave it a go. Read more…

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An inkwell to write for…

November 12th, 2010 2 comments

They called them inkstands (some times referred to as desk sets), but really they were glorified inkwells. In this day of throw away ink-pens does anyone actually need an inkstand?  Yes! I do! It’s true my quill pen is gathering dust. (I got one for Christmas a few years back…it’s a messy, but enjoyable experience writing with real quill…ink gets everywhere, though that could be me.) But there’s no law that says you have to use what you buy. Some things you own to look at…because they’re lovely…make you smile…and transport you (mentally) back in time…

I don’t own an inkstand or even a proper inkwell (a cheap bottle of ink doesn’t count) but every now and then I’ll see one and think, ‘Hello! Come live on my desk!’ The Sotheby’s catalog (for London 8 July 2008) that I found at the charity shop had one. My favorite inkwell ever was one with cupid, but this porcelain inkwell…is SO adorable I’d happily put him on my desk and tell him every day to hurry up and write his love letter so he can start work on my novels. Read more…

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Oh deer, what a day…

November 10th, 2010 6 comments

It was sunny in my corner of England so I had to get out and find some pictures. Anything to put off dealing with the baby deer lying dead on the drive (we live on some unmarked deer path) its backside having provided some creature with a large questionable dinner. I didn’t take a picture of it. I headed into town to enjoy the sunshine (before the gale hits tomorrow), get the Goblin some vitamin C and generally frighten the local population with my latest layered look (red, pink and purple). Actually it probably wasn’t my colour scheme it was probably my weird posturing outside All Saints church (in the market square…the church yard facing the square is raised…I took a picture from the church… Anyway, I enjoyed myself taking pictures of my shadow. The insides of the church were a little dark and my camera decided it was going to do its own thing…like not focus on anything properly. I’ll actually have to read the instructions now…if only to save the remains of my sanity. It was a beautiful day and I saw all sorts of lovely things which I’ve never seen before…not that the camera let me photograph them, but that’s life. I left All Saints through the bell tower door which was propped open…and there high up on the wall…I mean fifteen above me…I can only assume there used to be a platform…there was a whole wall of lovely old graffiti carved into the stone. One of the few I could make out was 1768. Lovely! Probably some bell ( or change) ringer. Read more…