Hellebores from the garden on my dressing chest
I have felt lazy today, but not so lazy as to not do anything at all. Indeed, when I add up what I have done, I’ve surprised even myself!
First of all, I made breakfast for us. I love breakfast, it’s my favourite meal (well, I like afternoon tea as well, as that is purely a luxury meal, a non-essential meal) and I spent a good five minutes deciding what to prepare for breakfast today. In the end I decided upon fruit followed by a poached egg on toast, and then toast and marmalade or honey, with coffee rather than tea, and apple juice as well.
The cut glass jug looks cloudy because it contained warmed milk for our coffee. We don’t like very hot milk in coffee but neither do we like it ice-cold from the fridge, so we just warm the milk slightly (and large breakfast cups today.) The fruit was melon, pineapple and blueberry.
Then the poached eggs. Husband made a start on his right away, before I could take a photograph.
And toast and marmalade to finish.
Husband then decamped to the garage where he’s working on various projects, and I cleared up the kitchen and then filled both the washing machine and dishwasher, and re-made our bed with lovely clean white linen. I know lots of you love coloured bed linen, and a lot of my friends love vintage bed linens in candy stripes and floral patterns, but I’m very much a traditionalist and I love plain white bed linen, plus a cream bed cover.
The colour of the walls in our bedroom changes through the day according to the amount of sunlight (or not) entering the room. Here the walls look green, but in other lights, they look decidedly grey (the paint is Farrow & Ball’s estate emulsion in the shade called ‘Bone’.)
Once the bed was made – and I love a neatly made bed to get into at night. Yes, I know … it’s messed up instantly, but for a few moments it’s pristine.
I then wrapped up warmly and went outside to cut some hellebores that are flowering in the garden. I thought we might as well have the benefit of them indoors, where we can see them.
I tidied my dressing chest and put away all my rose-scented summer perfumes as the chest was getting cluttered. Even having ‘weeded’ the perfumes, there are still several there (and more in the bathroom.)
Still with flowers, having bought four bunches on Friday, yesterday I put them around the house.
And as well as having some daffodils on the hall table, I brought out from my Resources Cupboard in our bed-sitting room a little Staffordshire figure (another inherited piece from my mother) of a woman holding a lamb. I thought this would be a nice spring ornament to have on the table close to the spring flowers. I suppose I could call her Mary and her little lamb …
While I was rootling around in the Resources Cupboard (I’ve been looking for a cup and saucer I particularly like but I can’t find it anywhere, and I’ve still not found it) I saw some tiny (and I mean tiny) coffee cups (these are not coffee ‘can’ shape, but they must be coffee cups as they don’t have lids as custard cups or old hot chocolate cups had). Anyway, I thought they’d look pretty on the mantelpiece and in time I might pop a single flower into each of them. There are, no doubt, saucers for them and I might find those if I rootle again. There are eight large boxes of such things to go through. I put all the things away in the boxes the summer that the Olympic Games were in China, how long ago is that? and so it’s little wonder, even with lists of what’s in each box, that I can’t remember all the various items.
By now it was close to lunch time, and so I made some salmon and cucumber sandwiches (seeing as we’d had a rather filling breakfast) which we had with mugs of tea and just a few potato crisps.
And now to read the paper and have a quick look at a book which arrived yesterday …
It’s turned very cold again today although the weather is fine. As we speak, husband is filling the dishwasher with the few lunch things and he’s also going to make a cup of tea for us and then he will watch the rugby on TV. This is the kind of lazy Sunday I like. I’ve not slaved over a hot stove, cooking a roast (although a roast is very nice, I admit) and I have done a few housekeeping tasks, but overall, it’s been a very relaxing morning (and there’s Endeavour to look forward to on TV this evening.) Now, where’s the chocolate …
PS The national anthems have just been sung at the rugby match on TV. Someone was going along with a microphone along the line-up of players and I thought that the English team were particularly flat … it’s not as if our national anthem is difficult, is it? And then the Italian national anthem was played and, similarly, the microphone went along the players. Well, all I can say is (and to emulate the old Tony Hancock sketch, The Blood Donor, where the Scottish doctor tells Tony, “we’re not all Rob Roys, you know!”) the Italians are not all Pavarottis!
Until next time.