What a glorious day it has been, warm and sunny with bright blue skies.
I have been caught out, unprepared for sandal-wearing, with unpainted toenails and legs which remain in their winter state. Unlike Sandra, I haven't yet attempted the Great Spring Deforestation, but that's the beauty of a maxi, isn't it?
No one need ever know!
Does any combination say 1970s more than brown, orange and yellow?
I love this dress, and to be able to wear it without a jacket in March is a delight.
1970s Kati at Laura Phillips maxi dress - gift from Patsy
Bangles, necklace and sunglasses - charity shopped
Sandals - retail (sale)
On Thursday, in considerably cooler temperatures, Joanne, Sue and I headed to Chesterfield flea market.
Sue and I adored the vintage Soviet posters...
we admired the usual eclectic mix of items for sale...
...and chuckled at the man who was diligently looking at every single porn mag in the box under this table. I wonder if he bought any, or just enjoyed perusing them for free?
Oh good grief, I do not need any more vintage china.
But the 1950s sandwich plates were so pretty (50p each) and the set of 1960-70s Meakin serving plate, 4 dinner and 4 side plates was too fabulous to leave behind (£3).
Another 1960-70s Sheffield steel pendant caught my eye too (50p).
The seeds were free, a gift from Sue.
Yesterday, after a visit to a local jumble sale (nothing remarkable to show you, just some clothes for the kids, and a handful of books), Littlest and I went out for a wander, which inevitably included cake.
She demolished that white chocolate and raspberry cake in seconds flat, and pronounced it excellent.
Then she posed winsomely for the camera. The enormous bandage on her finger is totally out of proportion to the injury, she did it herself and has a taste for A Big Statement.
Our cherry tree is springing into life.
Life is good!
I'll be linking up with Patti as always for Visible Monday; see you there!