Although this post is headed Make-up, Manicure and … Munching, I thought I’d start with the tulips which are looking good. Unfortunately, I can’t say the same for the wallflowers. I think yellow was a mistake. I fact, I’m sure it was a mistake! I should either buy the selection that is called Persian Carpet, and which includes lovely rich but almost-subdued colours, rather than bunches which are marked Yellow and Red. The red is acceptable (not shown here) but the yellow (above) is a nasty acid yellow which simply looks wrong in our garden. Daffodils can take this colour, strangely enough, but wallflowers that are the colour of gorse just don’t look nice to me. But we live and learn and next year, if we plant wallflowers, I must remember “No Yellow!”
But the tulips are beautiful, especially the pink ones – I wish now I’d kept a note of the varieties; it is always my intention to do this, but seldom have I done so.
You may recall that I wasn’t happy with Boots new No 7 foundation I bought which was (and still might be for all I know) on offer at £10 a tube? And so I sent for my usual foundation which arrived a couple of days ago but somehow I’d chosen the wrong colour: instead of Cool Ivory I’d chosen Cool Beige. Rather than going to the trouble of returning it I ordered Cool Ivory and it has arrived this morning, for me a much better colour. But I worked out that I’d spent a total of £47 on getting my ‘right’ make-up, having spent £10 on the one I dislike, £18.50 on the wrong colour (including postage) and another £18.50 (including postage) on the right colour. I might just as well have gone to the beauty country in Boots and chosen a more-expensive make in the first place!
For some, there mightn’t seem a great difference in the two colours (shown above) but the one on the left is correct for me and the one on the right is just a tad too dark. I could blend them before use, but is it worth the effort …
Today was manicure day. I never used to have manicures but started having them exactly a year ago and I’m glad I made this decision. Yes, it’s another expense that a pensioner can do without, but hell’s teeth, our hands are on show all the time and to have my nails looking messy to me now is akin to not having a good haircut or going out without make-up or even wearing tatty clothes, i.e. just something I would not do.
My fingers look very wrinkled and pink here, but this dies down by late afternoon. They are rather pink/red because part of the treatment involves exfoliation, creaming, and massage of my hands and arms, which draws blood to the surface. My hands are silky smooth after the treatment and feel wonderful. The nails are filed, buffed, and the cuticles pushed back, and there are five coats of polish – base coat, three colour coats, and a clear top coat. The whole process takes about an hour and twenty minutes and is very relaxing. The lovely manicurist also provides me with some chilled water and also a lovely cup of coffee. What’s not to like?
I can’t wear my nails ‘long’ because they split vertically, but having them neat and short is better than not having them manicured at all. I love red polish best of all and this one is much deeper than it looks here and is a pinky/red. It’s Sally Hansen’s Complete Salon Manicure in shade number 543 called Berry Important.
After I returned home, husband and I then went with elder son and grandson over to the Headland Hotel in Torquay for a snack lunch. Indeed, son and grandson had already had lunch – grandson is at home for the Easter holidays but his mummy is at work today and tomorrow, but she will be home on Thursday and Friday – but husband and I hadn’t eaten so while son had a flat white and grandson had lemonade and they shared a toasted teacake, I had pate and husband had a Thai fish cake. Both were really tasty.
I apologise for my shadow over my plate, but the sunshine was very bright in the conservatory where we had our lunch. Husband and I shared a portion of chips with our lunch, too, and it was quite sufficient for us. The chutney here was delicious, with a slight curry flavour.
It was very warm in the conservatory, and eventually someone opened the glass doors to cool the room down, which was lovely.
Still with ‘food’, above is all that remains of our walnuts (from our walnut tree.) They have seen us through the winter and have been delicious. The bowl is one that our younger son’s partner made when she was working at Dartington Pottery many years ago – it’s one of two such bowls we have that she made and this one is ideal for the walnuts.
Having to pop to the pharmacy yesterday to collect some meds, I also nipped in to the nearby Co-op for their Ancient Grains bread (the only sliced bread we like) and saw some pink lisianthus on offer at just over £2 for this lovely bunch. I’ve found that lisianthus last well, and they will look even better once the bud open. I have placed them in the window and put the white alstromeria on a table nearby.
While I have been enjoying Philip Gwynne Jones’s memoir of how he and his wife upped sticks and moved from Edinburgh to Venice, To Venice With Love, I have also started reading the D E Stevenson novel, published in 1964, Katherine Wentworth. While there are some instances in the writing that writers today wouldn’t incorporate (such as speech which includes a phrase in brackets, for no one speaks in brackets, such as I’m doing now!) the story is interesting, and as such I’ve already ordered the follow-up, Katherine’s Marriage. I thought these were part of a trilogy but on checking D E Stevenson’s novels on www.fantasticfiction.co.uk there are only two Katherine books. If you know differently, please let me know. I do love original editions, too, and only buy a re-print if an original just isn’t available or is frightfully expensive (now there’s a 1950’s word for you: “frightfully”!)
And now to make us both a cup of tea, and then a little snooze. Having my nails done and lunch out … oh, life is so exhausting at times!
Until next time.