Beach Cottage Lilac
Wed 19th, Sep, 2012
Well hello there Beach Cottage friends, howdy from me in this old cottage on the beaches of Sydney…
I have to tell you that the last few weeks I have been feeling under the weather…it goes in fits and starts…nothing serious, we’ve all had it, but with me it seems to be be hanging around for a bit longer than everyone else in this place…
Little Mr BC did his normal thing when something is going around, took on a huge temperature, laid in bed for 24 hours looking and seeming extremely poorly and then bang wakes up the next day and does a fun run with Mr Beach Cottage. As you do.
The other two bigger ones dealt with it the way they do too…Miss Beach Cottage just got on with it and the resident teenager got full-blown man flu. Par for the course I say and putting himself in training for a wife. As they do.
But me, well it’s just been lingering, never really came out and ‘broke’ which is what always happens to me and instead I have had aches and pains and fluffly heads…do you know what a fluffly head is? Well it’s sort of fluffly and fussed up and my version of a cold…most normal people get a runny nose, a cough, a sore throat….nope not me, I get more tempted to ride on sticks because I feel like there is indeed a brick inside my head…
So today I was under instructions from Mr Beach Cottage to stay in bed and do not much…believe it or not, I find this hard to do…if someone tells me to do something or my body is telling me to do something I pretty much try and do the opposite. You know, to just try and be awkward. As you do.
I did though try and take it easy and once they all had popped off to school and work I just shuffled around in my pj’s and drank tea…followed by coffee…and homemade slice that was tempting for a person with a cold that hasn’t come out…followed by leftover lasagne, homemade too…and then followed by Cadbury’s buttons, real ones from England. As you do.
If you follow me on Instagram you will also know that in the garden of this old place, the wisteria is blooming and the orange blossom is in full swing…this makes for one seriously nice and abundantly heady place to sit one’s fluffly head with a cup of tea and rest up ones forty-is-the-new-thirty-bones.
Whilst out there though I began to muse…hmmm….wisteria…everywhere…an abundance of the stuff…flowers in this garden that we inherited with nothing in it….the ugliest garden in the Southern Hemisphere it was…and so I gathered and somehow found myself while rattling around with paracetamol, lemon, honey, apple cider vinegar and ibuprofen, with shed-load of cut wisteria all over the place…and not only that I found it hard to stop myself tablescaping and also changing around the dining room and bringing in the old vintage ladder. As you do.
The vintage ladder has been a bit sad lately…now she is back on board and does it or does it not look good?
Well, I will show you all that tomorrow hopefully, for now…well for now perhaps have a gander at my wisteria and if you may well know all about a muffy head, please do tell how one can break it…without bashing it over the head with a vintage oar…I save that for parenting
oh and fancy a little coffee and a chat? I did an interview over here x
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