We haven’t had a really sunny day since Friday when we went to Decoy Country Park. Never mind, the daffodils here in the study – and those in the kitchen – have brought two spots of brightness into the house.
I don’t mind a dull day when I’m off to have my 6-weekly manicure. It’s such a treat having one’s hands massaged and one’s fingernails manicured I really can’t think why I’ve waited until my middle 70s to indulge myself. Well, yes I do know. We’ve always been careful about spending on luxuries and it can’t be argued that manicures are anything but luxuries. But now I’m enjoying not having to hide my hands, ashamed of nails that are quite frankly ragged and unsightly; indeed, not even wishing to wear my rings because they’d draw further attention to my poorly kept nails. Now I don’t have to hide my hands, I can wave them about with gay abandon and enjoy wearing my rings!
As part of the ‘treatment’ my lovely manicurist exfoliates my hands and arms as far as the elbow, and then massages my hands, creams and soaks the nails, pushes back the cuticles, buffs the nails, all before applying base coat, three coats of colour and one top coat of clear polish and, finally, applies cuticle oil. So when I’ve returned home my hands are just a little pinker than usual, it’s as if my hands are have had a workout! (I have my nails short because age and chemo – that I had over a decade ago, the effects of which are long-term – mean that my nails are ridged and split along the ridges if they are not kept short. But they are neat and cared-for, that’s what matters.)
For a change from my polo neck jumpers today, I wore a cream round neck jumper although I’m not that keen on round necks, I prefer a V-neck, but I wasn’t able to get a cotton ribbed jumper with a V-neck and so I tend to wear round necks with a scarf. This scarf is in navy, turquoise and sage green, and it goes very well with my navy winter coat and also green chunky bangle I’m wearing.
Speaking of my coat, I had laid it on the bed ready to put on when someone who was visiting decided he didn’t want me to go out …
Yes, it’s Barry-the-dog. We saw him last week when we dog-sat for him in his home, but he’s not been here for a while. Here he was on the point of nodding off in the sunshine which briefly shone into our bedroom this morning. He wasn’t meant to be on our bed; he’d sneaked in there as dogs are wont to do and parked himself on my coat. Thankfully, he’s a short-haired breed (a Patterdale terrier) and my coat wasn’t covered in dog hair.
I have been having a discussion or sorts on Instagram with a lady who collects vintage powder compacts. I mentioned to her that I had one that had belonged to my mother that was also a musical box and played the song I could’ve danced all night from the musical My Fair Lady. The lady on Instagram had bought a Max Factor Creme Puff pressed powder for her compact, but my compact (which I don’t use, and my mother never used it either; I think it was a gift from her elderly neighbour who might or might not have used it!) isn’t the right shape for pressed powder and, instead, inside, it has a little compartment for loose face powder, with a piece of gauze to place over the top and a miniature ‘puff’ although ‘puff’ is hardly the word as it’s very thin indeed. But it’s all in original condition and I really love it just as a pretty objet de virtu. I really admire the engineering which goes into something like this.
Lunch today was just sandwiches as I’d been out for my manicure and therefore wasn’t here preparing food. But there’s nothing wrong with sandwiches and I will no doubt cook something this evening. Yesterday I made cauliflower cheese and we had it with crispy bacon on top …
I found a couple of small baguettes in the freezer, so re-heated those. It was very tasty and also very filling. I used just Gruyere cheese for it yesterday, sometimes I use three different cheeses, but just the one yesterday, and I add one veggie Oxo cube to the sauce.
Out in the garden, our white camellia’s buds are fattening up and as soon as it’s warm enough, these will open and I’m really looking forward to seeing the flowers. I just hope we don’t have a hard frost to blacken them, we’re only just past the middle of February, we’re not out of the winter woods just yet. Meanwhile, indoors, the tulips I bought last Thursday have opened up in the warmth of the house …
I love the combination of purple and red and, at the other end of the room, the amaryllis that was a Christmas present and which flowered some weeks ago has thrown up another stem and four more beautiful flowers have opened.
And on the hall table, some hellebores from the garden …
With that I’m off to fill the dishwasher (taking care not to damage my newly-minted nails! It takes a while for the polish to harden, I don’t have gel nail polish) and then I shall make us a cup of tea and I might watch Escape to the Country, i.e. feet up time.
Until next time.