OK some explantaion is essential for the tardiness of my postings this week.
Excuses
1. The lovely Jason from Neron Computers is installing a brand new computer system this week, so I had no access to my PC, I’m doing this from my lap top and it just takes forever.
2. I ran out of space for my images and had to wait 24 hours for more from Picasa.
3. And now the main reason, I’m a wee bit tired, we went to see Rebecca on bank Holiday Monday in London & she is utterly exhausting...
We left after my exceptionally beautiful Lancaster Priory & Bartle Hall wedding on Sunday night (This wedding deserves time and a proper PC to prepare the posting so look out for it over the weekend).
We travelled in a Transit Van (Rebecca was moving out of her house in Acton or Notting Hill as she tried to convince us) it took four hours to get there, we arrived in the Capital at 11:00pm, too late for dinner after our early start.
So because of the van our hotel selection was made based on where we could park this high roof monster, our family room backed on to Hammersmith Station, the trains raced by about a metre from the window, just what we needed, we had apparantly used our pillow allocation and an additional one was out of the question, so a great night was had by all.

Then we got the tube to Oxford Street, Selfridges windows were amazing and I am besotted with this chandelier of Louis Vuitton Bags (I took the photo especially for my great friend and hairdresser "Stewy Vuitton"), I’d love that in a Flower Design window, I did get a new frock and some very Boho Shoes, which made me feel immensley guilty as it’s the first purchase I’ve made out of The Fylde Coast since October and it hurt, but more importantly I won’t do it again, I’ve had my fix, Promise!
Rebecca wanted lunch at a favourite place of hers “The Hawley Arms” in Camden, more tubes etc I think I’m quite chilled, I think I can rough it a bit, I think I can handle close proximity to the great un-washed, I was wrong, I am, I fear a terrible snob. I ate, wait for it.... a “Fish Finger Sandwich” with ketchup, truth is, I did choose it, but that was because it appeared to be the least offensive menu selection to me. To be fair to The Hawley, it’s definitely cool if you’re young, talented, arty and Southern, the decor is authentic the colour choices clever, the clientele interesting but not really for me.
Rebecca & Olivia went on the market to buy vintage clothes it was decided that Jason and I should go to retrieve the van from Hammersmith, meet them back at the house in Acton for the great removal.The removal organised by logistics supremo Jason went swimmingly and we arrived back on The Fylde just after midnight an exhausting day was endured by all.
I am however guilty of a more serious crime, this is the first time I’ve visited my darling actress first born without a bouquet of her favourie blooms a selection of David Austin Roses would have been perfect but here are the ones I made for her, still on my coffee table at home, she would’ve been thrilled with Forget Me Nots, Sweet Peas, wild random flowers like lavender and herbs but it wasn’t to be, so here is the photograph of what could’ve been yours, Love You Bex!