This is my mum:
This is a photograph taken from the inside of a car, after said car was stopped by said mother, in order for her to traipse about on a roundabout and the surrounding verges looking for interesting wildlife.
When I was little this sort of tendency embarrassed me horribly and made me so anxious (is that allowed?) – but now that I am grown I can appreciate it. She saw rare butterflies, and showed me some bee orchids. Bee orchids are fantastic.
I will say that I am not super keen on waiting forty minutes by the side of the road on a hot day when I have just recently been promised tea, but at least I had a book.
I love seeing these signs. X-Men 4 Lyfe.
This is what I wore to the job centre. I don’t really like the bright panels or colour and all the smiling, smiling faces they have up everywhere on all the walls, but I do like dressing my own colourful. I really hate being cheered up. But cheering myself is very satisfying.
I wonder what the info is on Job Centre dress codes? I’d be interested to know that. For the people that work there, I mean.
This shirt and another are getting extra stitches put in sometime this week. They fit so nicely across the front and have the buttons in exactly the right spot but as mentioned previously, the backs are exactly as wide as the fronts. For a lady with Bravissimo-style chest capacity this just won’t do – my back isn’t as wide as my front and this extra material bugs me. Like being in the wind.
I’m not restrained in the least by this pin, so a good X-stitching should sort things out propa.
Boots: Dr Martens, tights: Tesco, shorts: pinched from sister, belt: 10p car boot, shirt: GAP, coat, San Francisco Leather Factory (vintage, gift from sister)