There is an article in today’s Daily Telegraph which advocates that we should “rediscover the pleasures of unvirtuous living.” The idea behind this is that if we’ve been rather hard on ourselves during January – setting targets which we mightn’t have achieved – this can lead to “falling off the wagon” in February. Indeed, according to Julie Montagu (yoga teacher) “rather than being so strict and sanctimonious, we’re far better off indulging ourselves a little at this bleak time of the year.”
Well, I’m all for a little indulgence. And I do mean “little”. I’ve not gone mad and hit the shops running but I have been kind to myself as, if you’re a regular reader, you will have noticed the books, perfume, magazines and flowers that have found their way into our home. Small indulgences are the spoonsful of sugar which help January go down.
And so today, we popped along to Waitrose. Yes, we were only there two days ago, but we wanted the Saturday Telegraph and if, like us, you have a My Waitrose card, this entitles you to a free newspaper and a free carton of coffee (if you spend £10 on a Saturday, which isn’t particularly difficult) and so we left a few items off our shopping list on Thursday and bought them today and so grabbed the freebies. That we had a ten mile round trip in the car to get them is another matter!
We had two indulgences; a packet of Viennese swirls (one of which I had with a cup of tea this afternoon – see photo above) and a bottle of Plymouth gin. We’re not keen on wine (apart from dessert wine over ice as an aperitif) but we do love an ice cold G&T. But it has to be quality gin and while we’ve tried Bombay Sapphire and Tanqueray, we still like Plymouth Gin the best. I say we’re supporting local industry as it’s still made in the distillery on the Barbican in Plymouth and some years ago husband and I took a tour of the distillery and saw the gin being produced.
This bottle should last us until Christmas at least, the rate at which we drink! We have phases of having one glass each for a couple of days and then no more for weeks on end. But it’s nice to think that the bottle is in the fridge for when we do fancy an ice cold G&T.
After Waitrose we went to the charity shop where, on Thursday, I’d seen the five Royal Doulton side plates for £3.50, and this morning I bought them.
I admit they wouldn’t be my first choice if I was buying a tea- or dinner service, but for £3.50 for five of them, I’m not going to argue with that; they are fine for breakfast or a snack, and will go with some plain white crockery.
I took some photos inside the charity shop – it’s the same charity, our local hospice, as my favourite charity shop in Wellswood …
I had a basket of magazines (yes, I’m parting with some!) and some books to dispose of but as they were very heavy I suggested we dropped them off at the charity shop in Wellswood, where there is a loading-and-unloading bay right outside.
One rail (above right) had nothing but black formal wear, like a high-end boutique, and all in very good condition.
It might look as if I spend a lot of time in charity shops and the answer is that I don’t. But I do like to off-load my unwanted books and magazines, hence my reasonably-regular visits to the charity shop in Wellswood.
Just along from the charity shop where I bought the plates there are some other rather nice shops, one of which sells painted furniture, Annie Sloane paint, cushions, mirrors, etc …Shop window photo – sorry about the reflections in the glass (and in the photo below)
and another is a dress agency (or 2nd hand dress shop, not quite sure which as I’ve not yet been inside.)
Another small indulgence was another bunch of iris from Waitrose as they were in the ‘reduced’ bucket, and I also bought another bunch of daffodils so that they will be in bloom when the ones which are now fully open have died.
I have also taken delivery of two room sprays from French Soaps, one Sandalwood, one Jasmine. Both are lovely. I have photographed them on a mainly-purple silk scarf as purple is the colour this year – it’s everywhere in magazines and newspapers.
And finally, the daffodils in the hall, now fully open, a breath of spring on a very wet and dull Saturday in January.
I wonder if you have enjoyed a few minor indulgencies this month, no matter how small?
Until next time.