A Daily Thing

I’ve been working very late every single night; once a week peek-a-boo seems to be all I can manage…

So here is a peek at my Sunday: rediscovering that my Porter has a long strap and that such a little detail can make a nice difference to an outfit.  Also rediscovering a pair of knee-high black socks I’ve owned since I was 14 (that’s 17 years!  Crazy…). Getting away to share a cup of tea with the most gorgeous friend (and feeling wired for the rest of the afternoon because black tea just has that effect one me…  Even though it’s supposed to contain so little caffeine it wouldn’t even wire a gnat…).  And adopting a succulent that found a home in one of our favourite glasses.

Please don’t ask me about ‘The Fall of the House of Usher‘ – I started reading it when I was 19 and haven’t finished it yet (it may or may not involve a story about insomnia while holidaying in Lyon, and getting spooked more than I care to admit).