Crazy for crates.

Tuesday, June 29, 2010

I have had an obsession with old crates for quite some time now. I just love them. I love the old wood, the typography and all the different uses they have (I have one outside with potted herbs on top and a small one in my laundry holding bits and bobs).
When we were in Patonga a couple of weeks ago, I saw this old shop window filled with crates. It was perfect.
If you are after a crate or two of your own, you can find them in antique/second hand stores, ebay, Etsy (but pretty much only if you're in the US), or if you're lucky – you're Grandparents shed.

I don't want you.

Sunday, June 27, 2010

I don't want you on my mind all the time

I believe that it shows a sign of weakness

I don't want no lonely nights that gets me cryin'

I found out I don't get nowhere with weakness

Every dream about you

I just wake up knowing that I've got to do without you

I don't want all the time doin' up my mind

I don't want you on my mind all the time.

Bill Withers.

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I loved Anooke's post yesterday. It reminded me of days gone by, and the significants of our parents record collection. The record player was a central part of our lives growing up. It gave us a 'musical' education and influenced our music tastes. Most of my childhood memories have those records as a soundtrack.
Whenever we were going somewhere, Dad would always be ready first. He would choose records and play a few tracks really loud as we were about to leave. I don't know if it was to hurry us along, or because he wanted to fill in time, but I can still see him standing in front of the player, record in hand.
That collection introduced me to the wonderful sounds of Edith Piaf, Sam Cooke, The Wanderer's Soundtrack, Dixieland Jazz, Swan Lake, Elton John, Michael Jackson, Chuck Berry, Jimi Hendrix, Simon & Garfunkel, Jethro Tull, Paul Kelly, Van Morrison and so many more. Thank you Mum and Dad.
Photos by Anooke

Map to Ghost Town.

I love this 'Map to Ghost Town' by Esther Aarts. You can see more of her work here.

One day I'll live in a Shaker style house.

Friday, June 25, 2010

Sweets from my sweets.

Last month Anooke and Be went on a little trip to Melbourne. They had a lovely time eating, shopping and buying gifts. I was lucky enough to receive two gorgeous cook books when they returned, Frankie Magazine's Sweet Treats and Macaron by Alison Thompson. So far Anooke and I have attempted the Fruity Jelly Chews from Sweet Treats and a basic Macaron from Macaron. I have to say our Macarons weren't great but maybe with a bit of practice we might get a better result.

Don't say a word...

Friday, June 18, 2010

...just come over and lie here with me
'cause I'm about to set fire to everything I see.
John Mayer
Image via Love Trains

A sweet interlude.

Tuesday, June 15, 2010

We were lucky enough to spend the long weekend at Dickebusch, a sweet little cottage in the beach side village of Patonga. We cooked, played Scrabble, laughed, ate, listened to holiday music and walked along the beach. It was a near perfect weekend that I wish had lasted longer. I hope your weekend was as lovely.

Summer. Hurry back to me.

Sunday, June 6, 2010

Summer, I miss your warm breezes and sunny evenings. Hurry back to me. Winter and I are not friends.
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The Row.

Wednesday, June 2, 2010

I love the simplicity of The Row's runway show. I love the flowers, the fabrics, the floorboards and the colours.

Unicorn sighting.

Nicholas Hoult. I fell in love with him in Tom Ford's 'A Single Man' - don't read into that by the way. He is divine.

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