The Tree Is UP !
Home Alone is on the telly. The Tree is up and decorated. Suddenly feeling very Christmasy round here.
Decorating the tree is one of my favourite Christmas traditions.I’m not one of those people with a colour co-ordinated tree, no siree. Its all a bit of a mish mash but that’s what I like about it. I love to open my boxes of tree decorations each Christmas and rediscover each and every one of them all over again. Through the years I’ve tried to pick up bits and bobs for the tree from wherever i’ve been on holiday. Its surprising how easy it is to find them,even in the summer. Among’st my favourite baubles are a merry red bell discovered in Sorrento, a beaver peering from behind a tree given to me by a friend when we were visiting her in Canada, a white dove I bought last Christmas in the Yorkshire Dales, a stripey bauble a friend gifted me from Harrods in London and a trumpeting Angel found on a trip to st honorat island in the south of France.
I do seem to have lost my star from the top of the tree though so I had better get looking. Have you decorated your tree yet?
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Lawrence Olivier and Joan Fontaine star in Rebecca.
‘ Last night I dream’t I went to Manderley again’ is the famous first line of Daphne Du Maurier’s novel ‘Rebecca’ … and the first line in the 1940 film directed by Alfred Hitchcock. This spooky love story is one of my favourite classic films. A young woman ( Joan Fontaine) falls for the charming Maxim De Winter ( Olivier), while’st working as a paid companion to a rather snobby lady holidaying in Europe. After a whirlwind courtship they marry and he takes her back to his family home in Cornwall , the sprawling gothic manor, Manderley.
Meeting in Monte Carlo.
Getting used to married life and helping run a large estate is hindered by the domineering presence of the housekeeper Mrs Danvers. She favors Maxims first wife, the bewitchingly beautiful Rebecca, who died in mysterious circumstances. Mrs Danvers does everything she can to make the new lady of the manor ( we never find out her name strangely) feel gauche and inferior in comparison.
Maybe this dress will impress Maxim do you think? Mrs Danvers said so.
Whose that behind you……..
With Manderley full of memories and maybe even ghosts of the deceased Rebecca and Maxim distracted by some dreadful secret, our heroine certainly has a tough time of it. Hitchcock, a master of suspense as always will keep you gripped and enthralled until the firer’y finale.
Do you have a favourite Hitchcock film?
My work mate Amy and I were discussing ‘Christmas jumpers’ over the weekend. I really want one this year! And festive pjs! And Christmas bedding ! So i’m super jealous of Amy’s Yuletide Primark haul. Loving the fair Isle style duvet set. She very kindly sent me some pics so here they are.
Amy in her festive pj bottoms and Christmas Puds jumper from Primark.
The Primark bedding is covered in prancing blue stags.
The Pjs are covered in santas and snowflakes. :)
Amy’s bed is full of cushions that her Mum made. Loving the saucy santa !
Amy’s Festive finds will keep her all cozy this Christmas and they have inspired me to look out for other seasonal snuggling and slumber wear. Here are a few of my faves.
Totes-Toasties-Bow detail bootie slippers.
Florence and Fred £22.
John Lewis Fair isle Cushion £20
Embroidered snowflake pants Fat Face.
Reindeer Pj set -Next £25
Penguins Cardigown £85
Christmas Pudding Throw Dunhelm Mill £6
Fawn Hot Water Bottle £8-95 Dot.com.giftshop
Annbritt throw £20 Ikea.
How will you be keeping cozy this Christmas? X
The Garden Kitchen at Holden Clough Nursery.
I’m feeling very festive. Three of us had a sublime Christmas Picnic at The Garden Kitchen over the weekend. Scrummy scrumptious Afternoon Tea served on a miniature picnic bench. My wonderful work colleagues clubbed together to get me some vouchers for my birthday and I couldn’t wait to book a table. I actually came here in the summer for my friend Jo’s birthday too ( you can read about it here) so I knew we would be in for a treat.
Our Christmas Picnic.
The Picnic bench came brimming with goodies including festive canapes ( the mini beef yorkshire pud was delish), mini gingerbread men, mincemeat crumble, chocolate Christmas tree crumble and millionaires shortbread.
Me and Sis enjoying our picnic.
Where else can you sip mulled wine out of a wellie boot but the Garden Kitchen.
Mulled Wine served in a wellie boot. :)
The Christmas Picnic Afternoon tea is £19-95 per person and along with the festive food you are served house tea or filter coffee and a glass of bubbly prosecco.
Cute Christmas Display.
You can buy your own glass wellie boot to take home as a momento.
The Garden Kitchen is a fantastic place to go for a catch up over a fun and quirky Afternoon Tea .There is also a Christmas Menu avaliable through December. I’m certainly tempted to go again!
A few weeks ago I found myself Googling the name Slinky Malinki. Why? ,you may ask! Well we had just brought home with us a bright red pet carrier, containing a little black cat. I had not planned on getting another cat quite so soon. Our vocal adventuress Mrs Tibbs passed away in the summer. She was 15, though still bombing round the house like a wild thing and jumping up and down walls and stealing several neighbors moggie’s food. It was a shock when she fell ill and the house felt so much quieter without her.
A friend alerted me to the plight of ‘Slinky’ whose owner had had to move into rented accommodation, where no cats were allowed. I saw a picture of an adorable looking black kitty with a shock of white under her chin and was immediately smitten.When we went to see her, we were told about Slinky’s sad start to life. She had been one of a box of several very young kittens abandoned outside a school one cold winter 3 years ago. None of the kittens survived except for her. Her owner had hand reared her so she was obviously a little fighter. It turned out her full name was ‘Slinky Malinki.’
Feeling curious I googled the name……….and discovered she is named after Slinky Malinki ,a mischevious black cat in a children’s story book.
This Slinky is quite a character. A poem about him goes like this…
Slinky Malinki was blacker than black
A stalking and lurking adventurous cat
He had bright yellow eyes and a warbling wail
And a kink at the end of his very long tail
He was cheeky and cheerful
Friendly and fun
He’d chase after leaves
And he’d roll in the sun
But at night he was wicked and fiendish and sly
Through the moonlight and shadows he’d prowl and pry
What was he up to?
At night to be brief, Slinky Malinki turned into a THIEF!
My Slinky is still getting used to her new life here. Like her namesake she seems to come alive at night and this is when she demands attention by nudging and rubbing against us. Of course we haven’t let her go out yet. I’m seriously considering keeping her in until after Christmas so she becomes properly accustomed to her new surroundings. I have heard she is a bit of a mouser so who knows what lovely presents she may bring us!
I’m looking forward to sharing our lives with Slinky and seeing how her character develops.
I have the day off so thought I would make the most of this morning with a walk down the river. Yes I know I do need to vary my walks. But I find it quite interesting to see how quickly the same landscape changes from one season to the next. Also I wanted to photograph a bullfinch that lives in a little copse by the river….but of course he eluded me once again. I did see my friend Sarah’s labs Billy & Bailey though with their walker Harley.
Frosty Rose Hips.
Carpet of leaves.
B & B.
I believe this is called a Selfie.
Do you like my view? This is the view from the front bedroom, the view I wake up to every day. I always imagined my favorite view would be one of the sea. But I guess I am a bit of a home-bod. Some people are not very impressed with the fact that mostly all I can see is a big red brick chimney!
I quite like the chimney and the industrial vista. The mill is no longer running but there is talk of it being made into apartments. Its a listed building so maybe one of those apartments will have a chimney running through the middle of its front bedroom. I like the fact that I can see Pendle Hill in the distance , where I grew up.
I can hear gulls too…..as a few of them tend to congregate on the mill roof. Listening to them in the morning does kind of make me believe i’m on the coast.
And yesterday I purchased this incredible painting ( thanks to the generousity of some of my lovely friends) aptly titled ‘Waves’ from a little gallery near where we live. The artist in residence enjoys painting ‘Sea Views’ and this one was done in the cornish village of st Ives. It has pride of place in the front bedroom……so I now have two amazing views to admire when I get up in the morning.
What is your favourite View?