Allie – you do make me laugh! Fire insurance indeed! But please wash your mouth out with soap!!!! A DEVON cream tea?????? Utter blasphemy, no contest, Cornish wins hands down – the original and the best. The best clotted cream is Cornish, after all and why on earth would anyone in their right mind choose to put jam on top of cream???
And you’re probably more English than I am, by the sound of it. My mother is a Scot of Scandinavian descent (Viking) and my father was the grandson of Russian emigres – so maybe it should be a case of you owning me? O/H on the other hand is English through and through!
Loving the picture of you teetering around practising walking in your vintage boots – as Essie says, you’ll be strutting down the catwalk in no time (even if she says she won’t be joining you – though wouldn’t it be fun to have a BSD Maintainers’ Catwalk Show?๐!)
Essie, I didn’t think anyone could survive without a decent pair of wellies!! You obviously don’t have dogs, horses, live in the country or by the coast. Obviously a city girl. Wellies are, and always have been, one of my extravagances as I spend so much time in them. I think nothing of spending between ยฃ200 – ยฃ400 on a pair because, not only do they have to keep me dry, they have to be constructed like a walking boot and give me proper support as I walk an average of 10 miles a day in them.
As far as you “babbling” on about clothes, I’m with Allie – don’t stop, you give us all inspiration. We are all emerging butterflies after all. I confess, I have never in my life spent so much on clothes as I have done in the past 7 months. I could never understand anyone who actually enjoyed shopping. Now I’m out there with the best of them, buying clothes (probably things far too young for me) with gay abandon. But, BOY, do I feel good in them – embarrassed to say I still do a twirl every time I pass a full length mirror. So let’s all keep exchanging notes, it’s all part of maintenance, and very motivating. And fun, and we all deserve a bit of fun after all our hard work, don’t we?