Yesterday I bought a “thing” – it’s a throw with a hood and mittens. It’s one of the softest things I have bought in a long time (normally it’s balls of wool). I spent most of the afternoon offering my purchase around for people to feel – it really is that soft!
When I got home I unwrapped it and posted a photo of me proudly sporting my new throw. I have to say when the evenings get cooler I really am going to be as snug as a bug!
I am so excited about this – it’s currently being used as a cushion, as it folds up into the hood – it really works as a comforter
Today started rather good – himself has had surgery and it appeared to have gone well. However, later on it seems that there will be yet again another side effect we will have to possibly deal with 😦 It’s not a biggy as such but it’s disappointing that this has happened.
It is so beautiful! I love rain and snow so this book is book is right up my alley. I can’t tell you how excited I was to flick through the pages. My particular favourites are “Le petit chaperon rough, Paris” & “Velib, Paris”
If you like photography or weather then this is a definitely a book to get.
Here in Ireland we get two types of weather – warm rain and cold rain – ok that’s an exaggeration but sometimes I don’t think that it’s by much. I have to admit I don’t mind the rain and given a choice I’d pick cold rain. However, the weather episode of choice for me is Snow! probably because we don’t get it that often and so it holds its magic. I have a feeling if it arrived every year it would turn tiresome and mundane, but it doesn’t, so it isn’t 🙂
This year I turned 40, yes I know I don’t look a day over 21 but there you have it! There is one snow event that it still referred to in hushed tones of awe – The Big Snow of ’82. I was 6 and a half (always important at that age!) and we had only lived in Dublin 2yrs. As Dylan Thomas said “I can never remember whether it snowed for six days and six nights when I was twelve, or whether it snowed for twelve days and twelve nights when I was six”, all I can remember is that it seemed to go on forever.
One of the things that stuck in my memory from that time is Soft Cell and Marc Almonds trousers when he was on Top of the Pops singing “Tainted Love” – he looked like he was wearing black sacks ( I was 6!).
When the snow came people did put black sacks into their wellies and up their legs to keep their trousers dry. Or at least I think that was it – I don’t think we were that trendy in Portmarnock to have those kind of baggy trousers, and if we were you certainly wouldn’t have worn them with wellies!
So what is it that has brought about this bout of nostalgia? Well it’s that time of year again when the papers and websites start to predict snow – the coldest winter in 50 years, since records began, EVER!!!! Happily they are simply reprinting the same stories as last year and simply updating the numbers. In one such story I saw a link to a home video from 1982! Yes, Virginia, A home video – smart phones? – ha! this was the hi-tech end of the analogue age (more nostalgia?) So it’s not as crisp and it doesn’t have volume, for some I suppose the snow isn’t even that high, but for me it was a wonderful time – no responsibilities, no school, randomly no electricity but we had snow and enough of it to make snowmen!
and most recently White Iceland the photo on this page that I love is The Orange Tunnel!
this is a sample of his fantastic work:
– not going to make it too big – click on the links behind them holds such beautiful visions!
This is the one thing that isn’t making me smile – he had an exhibition in Paris November-ish time and we just couldn’t get over. Hohum – I’ll just have to keep checking back just in case there’s another one.
I don’t know why but listening to the weather forecasts, on the radio, going into town in the car with my dad this phrasing always entertained me no end.
It still does to this day. I find myself listening out for Mist or Fog Patches and in my head it automatically translates into Mr Fog Patches along with a childish clapping of hands – this too is in my head.
So next time you hear it, say hello to Mr Fog Patches!