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I'm high on believing. Vonda Shepard off of Ally McBeal do you remember that series? Dancing babies and theme tunes. The i-pod has been on shuffle. Personal theme tunes, do you have them? I do. This one and this one. These are the songs i imagine are playing when i stroll down the high street. Sadly they don't, normally it's people asking  about The Hound, or whispering about who i

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Last year we created this and the image ended up blogs and wedding magazines, quite a lot of magazines, to the point where Lapelman wanted an agent. In an attempt to recreate some of that magic, yesterday i made some more buttonholes. Then this happened Lapelman *points to the carnivorous plants* That would make a cool buttonhole Miss P. *rips off stem and places in buttonhole slit*

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for a wedding. you group a few things together and then make pictures and send it to a bride and groom with the following note. Dear Bride and Groom Here are a few flowers grouped together, you might like the colourway. Please bear in mind that these flowers are Spring flowers and your wedding is in the Summer, so the flowers will be totally different. Also it is a really grey day here,

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room to make her big mistakes. The table football has left the building. and all that remains our memories and a wide open space. What to fill it? Suggestions so far Cake Dance floor Air hockey Large step ladder so i can keep taking overhead shots (the phase will pass, bear with) 3 lurchers Pinball machine Penguins Also Dixie Chicks. Love them, especially this one.

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 A host of golden daffodils on the kitchen table and a non-flowering geranium on my desk. Is there are a chance the geranium might flower indoors? I grabbed it in from the garden before the last lot of frosts came. Loving terracotta inside. Let's hope the others are better.

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but in my heart it's Spring Chicken a l'orange. Marinate chicken with the juice and zest of half a navel orange, a handful of lemon thyme, olive oil, 2 cloves of garlic, and seasoning. A sweet potato per person, chopped, and several handfuls of chichi Chanteray carrots. Scatter more lemon thyme and the zest of the half of the orange. Bake in the oven for 30 minutes. Realise you

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The battery charger remains on the kitchen table, so photographs from the Blackberry. I use phone photographs as an aide memoire and for twitter and then forget why i took them. Last night i had supper cooked for me. You can guess the chef. Recipe from this blog. He reads blogs now, on an i-pad. I don't even like creme eggs. but i did like the navy/gold/orange colourway. beans

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I have sold the table football,  it is being collected this week. Fear not i have re homed it with a loving family, maybe they will send us updates of how it is getting on? I am now on the hunt for an Air Hockey table or something else equally as random. It does mean a shuffle around of the shop is required, and i had all intention of photographing said shuffle. Sadly the battery

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Yellow is such a divisive colour. On a dark, grey and rainy day it is just the ticket. Whether in the form of a daffodil, mimosa, or just a reduced sticker. You can take the girl out of Yorkshire......

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I had intended the above "country" scenes to be white and frosty, but a combination of a lovely supper Chez Stamford Hen the night before and new bedlinen meant it was all rather late. This was also the weekend i had a go at char grilling avocado.It's on all the blogs. If it seems an odd idea, i have news for you. It is. Odd. Served on toast with bacon and salad leaves, and walnuts

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Gwen Stefani I love this video. So today i bought some carnivorous plants and was all set to write a post about  how i quite like them now but not the caricatures on the labels. I am not a huge fan of caricatures least of all holographic ones. and then 2 things happened. 1. I have reached my image upload on blogger. I have had to buy more image storage, it has cost £2.50. We are

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Wedding magazine is out. Lapelman gets his lapel in lights again thanks to Annabel's column, and Emily and Stef's wedding is featured. you know the one, the one with the tent, and the inappropriate clothing. The one where Polly was on camera. and in other news There is mimosa. In a completely unscientific survey where n=1 i propose that people that carry Versace handbags are

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Scenes from the shop. I got a bit trigger happy with the scissors and a cyclamen plant, and we are still covered in glitter. The Mother Hen has been in bearing gifts of hot coffee and getting The Hound all over excited. An hour after her departure he is still howling for her to return. Nice. and Zumba. I loved it. The instructor had a mullet and a medallion and an air of a chuckle

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put the box into the car drive the car around the world until you get heard. I think this might have been the marketing strategy for Zumba. It has reached Rutland. I am going tonight. Bandwagon jumped on. Meanwhile back in the shop, Spring. and in the kitchen, massively influenced by the programme Jerusalem on a plate, i have turned to my well worn Plenty Raw fennel with salted

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VV Brown is kicking off 2012, and not with flowers but with fish (and mammals) We went to the aquarium and saw real penguins and found Nemo. Did you have some time off? Was it lovely? We are back, a wedding tomorrow, and a shop filled with tulips, hyacinth, hellebores and all that jazz. and i tried to write the ubiquitous 2012 post and the look back at 2011 post but they

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Photograph by Lisa Devlin. I rarely blog the professional photographs from our weddings. I don't know why, it would certainly make the blog look better. I am making an exception for this one, because i forgot to photograph the bouquet, and even if i had, it is best viewed being held by the bride, and there is something deliciously British about it all. and maybe you were thinking of

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The shop window. It is an odd shape, it starts half way up the wall, and is our main source of natural light, so filling it with large cardboard cutouts isn't a very viable option. So i filled it with jam jars, a novel way of displaying figurines, and anything with snow in a can applied looks festive. Vignettes of winter, with a camel and a giraffe thrown in. Then yesterday i

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1. Any print from the Lottie Davies print sale, but preferably "Pick-up and cacti" 2. A weekend in the house with a pineapple. The Landmark Trust is the place for quirky. 3. An oakleaf necklace from Rust. Or anything from here As subtle as a sledgehammer..... Also heavenly photographs of the wedding.

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It's Christmas, it's time to go big. You will need Heavy gauge wire, big enough to go around your head, or 2 bits twisted together. Fine reel wire Scissors Buttonhole tape, the paper crepe one not the rubbery one. It's horrid. You will also need Christmas foliage, bits of the Christmas tree A jasmine plant or an ivy plant or other trailingness Flowers Tape the heavy gauge wire Lay

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I wonder if they teach this at floristry college? Because they should. I like to think there is a lesson, just after the one where they teach you how to thread pearls onto bear grass. Rule 1. Never ask a wife if she enjoyed the large romantic bouquet that her husband came into buy. Because it isn't always for her. You always wait for her to mention it first. Always. Florists are a lot

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I don't really do Christmas at home. The shop is like Christmas on acid, and home is an escape. Although i might steal the orange vase filled with cotton balls, all very DesignSponge. I got the book for my birthday, it is very good. Back in the real world of rural England, Christmas falls into 2 camps. The whites versus the reds. Today i have favoured the whites, boxes of white hyacinth

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trying to rectify my charms You say tonight I'm to be your lover and by the morning light I'm to discover everything that you've held inside of you. 1 week 2 weddings 1 flower school 1 birthday 1 funeral 27 handmade wreaths 1 awkward customer 1 neglected Hound 598 shots of espresso 79 glasses of mulled wine 3 Nasi goreng 1 bag of chips 1 new ipod which means i have been listening to

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You and I would die sober I’m in this for forever and a day Don't go Don't leave Please stay with me You are the only thing i need to get by, get by. Wretch 32 on a loop, plus he is hot. December arrived on a juggernaut. Blogging is the sacrificial lamb. I have manged to kill the ficus in my sitting room - 4 weeks. Thank you for all the emails, my birthday is this Wednesday, but has

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Such fun, steal your children's toys and put them in jam jars. Collect random toys or Christmas cake toppers, and save up your jars with lids. Wash them all nicely. Make purchase of glycerin and glitter. Using a glue gun stick the toy to the lid of the jar, ensuring the toy fits in the jar. Sounds obvious, but check... Fill the jar with distilled water, boiled water allowed to cool.

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Pheasants and foliage are the new rock and roll. Actual fact. And as i lurch towards another birthday the song by The Tams is my new mantra. Safe in the knowledge that i have spent an entire year thinking i am older than i am. I am still young, just.

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 Jam jars are not just for flowers. Better pictures next week, and how-to's. Snow globes and everything. In the meantime, a hooray to anybody who guess which publication i am doing a little project for tomorrow. I should be assimilating bits and pieces and sharpening my scissors, instead i am obsessing over what to wear. Suggestion so far has been "tits and tweed" Business as usual then.

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Chaos reigns supreme. Happy Thanksgiving to our American friends. Yes they are peonies, yes it is November. and i haven't even started the window.......

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From the current issue of Wedding Flowers magazine. Pictures from the shoot we did from The Telegraph. Only i took these photographs. Yikes! And thoughts on lip gloss? I have been wearing it today for the first time in ages. It seems to have a strange hypnotic effect on men. But does it make kissing a bit messy?

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Chard and the lettering on old maps. The Christmas window and I are falling out. Big time. If it works, there will be many Christmas How-to's. If it doesn't......

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   I had to come all the way from the highway and byways of Tallahassee, Florida to MotorCity, Detroit to find my true love. If you gave me a million years to ponder, I would never have guessed that true romance and Detroit would ever go together. And til this day, the events that followed all still seems like a distant dream. But the dream was real and was to change our lives forever. I

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If you pay top dollar they are the size of saucers. Like peonies, i can never work out how all that flower fits into such a small bud. and if you buy 100 bright pink ones, there will be, in amongst them one red, one purple. It's the law. and a camel and a giraffe watch a penguin dance. It will all become clear next week. Promise. and if anybody wanted to take me here for a few days, i

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Mr John Mayer. Swoon. Christmas is at the top of our list. The window is being prepared, i had a light bulb moment this morning, which will take some time to implement. So we are trying to formulate something as a temporary measure. The Hound is getting tangled up in fairy lights, trying to recreate last year's card. He thinks it's a hoot. It isn't. His little saluki head has been made

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to make me dream of you. Chris Isaak. Yes please. I'm not going to lie you, this was yesterday's back up post. It's about moss, and how if you buy some, and put it around the tops of your plants, they look better. You can buy the moss from your local florist, it comes in polystyrene boxes, sometimes there is a pine cone in there too. Bonus.

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I was hoping to do a big "Ta-da" and jazz hands, but that would have meant you all waiting a bit longer. The new webshop is here, it isn't as full as it will be in a few days, but i thought perhaps you might like a glimpse of it. and the cards are on it.... I have to be honest, i did think it would be easier to do. Mucho respect to people who sell on the internet, but as the title says.

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Tell me all the things you want to do I heard that you like the bad girls Honey, is that true? It's better than I ever even knew They say that the world was built for two Only worth living if somebody is loving you Baby now you do Lana Del Rey a bit addicted to this song. and old school Christmas wreaths with sprouts and paper snowflakes and a reindeer has wandered in, and brought his

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The differences between men and women are great. The differences between what men like, and what women think they like are even greater.... It's a lot like when magazines do that article on what men fancy. We all think it's the tall very skinny blond wearing a trilby with impossibly long legs and shiny hair, and actually it's the one with the biggest pair of.... and out of all the SATC

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These arrived yesterday. My baby boy The Hound. by the artist that is Anna Wilson-Patterson. They will be available to buy online on Tuesday, when we launch our new shiny webshop. Which is when i should have blogged them in a whole buy now with a link sort of thing. but i am too excited to wait. and they are in the shop for sale now. The shiny new webshop will also sell vessels and

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Spent doing clinical trials on kale. Will it last in water in exhibition hall conditions. It would appear so. Joy. Also purple potatoes, hundreds of cocktail sticks and an oasis cone. Car boot treasure of a school satchel, once owned by Marie Claire, and a TLR camera. and i cooked pork for hours and hours in ginger beer. Recipe to follow. Definitely food to win the heart of a man.

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Monday 5th December 10-5 at the shop: 7 St. Paul's Street, Stamford, PE9 2BE £180 including all materials and lunch. You will make a Christmas door wreath the proper old fashioned way with a brass ring and moss, and bountiful foliages and anything else your heart fancies. Then fuelled by a lunch at The Tobie Norris, and a glass of something alcoholic you will make a table centre,

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'cause he thinks she melts when he touches her. I am having a day of pure frustration, you know the type. When you wonder if you have suddenly started speaking a foreign language, or if everyone you speak to is intellectually subnormal. Tell me you have days like these? Counting down the hours until the gin. still we have rediscovered the joys of Deacon Blue 1988. and Narcissus Paperwhites.

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Gordon Sumner, when he was still hot, you know before he married Trudi and over shared what goes on in the bedroom. Hyacinths are here in all formats, long stemmed heather - where was that in the summer when i was wiring up short pieces for countless weddings? and rather aptly after yesterday's post, everything has suddenly gone Christmas. and now we have a one-armed bandit, a table

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And you dance like Zizi Jean-Maire Your clothes are all made by Balmain And there's diamonds and pearls in your hair You live in a fancy apartment Off the Boulevard St. Michel Where you keep your Rolling Stones records And a friend of Sasha Distel. A lady has just walked in and told me my gourds aren't groovy enough for her needs. She followed a man who said this was the weirdest

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Love is a doing word Fearless on my breath Gentle impulsion Shakes me, makes me lighter Fearless on my breath Teardrop on the fire Fearless on my breath Nine night of matter Black flowers blossom Fearless on my breath Black flowers blossom Fearless on my breath Almost black, Chocolate cosmos played a starring role. Deep burgundy brown, and delicately scented with chocolate. This

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Our Christmas course. Wreaths, table decorations, flowers in your hair. Proper hands on. Make stuff. Take it home. Details to follow next week.

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I have just popped into the antique bookshop next door and found a huge pile of beautiful books. Jim the owner of said bookshop has told me their tale. Then we had a quick chat about the Indian Grand Prix. Back in the 1950's, a group of men decided to put together a series of books on Natural History. They got Collins the publishers on board, and then hunted out all the experts in

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I will come back to my English rose For no bonds can ever tempt me from she I've sailed the seven seas, Flown the whole blue sky. But I've returned with haste To where my love does lie. Nothing more poetic than a bit of The Jam We are roaming away from roses, time for some non-floral florals. Some for a wedding, and some just because. The chocolate cosmos arrives tomorrow. Thank you for

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It hasn't been the best weekend for technology and I. There was an incident, things were said, it's over. The wesbite has been hacked, nobody seems to have a copy of the original to upload, i have learnt some very valuable lessons. Mainly that if you have an I.T. problem Cityboy1 will dry your tears, and in this day and age not understanding code is just ignorant. So i am going to

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You can choose from the Pet Shop Boys or the actual band. You know you are going to have a good day in London when your train ticket is stamped with a butterfly. The reach of Martha Stewart knows no bounds. Rendez-vous's with brilliant brides, site visits, (i can't wait to get my hands on this place), and consultations held in old haunts. Then onward to The Garden Museum, both for a

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Limonium China Red Firecracker Tom Pearce also can men and women ever really be friends or does the sex part always get in the way? answers on a postcard if you will.

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Completely unrelated post title, i just love the music from the Easyjet advert. The Wombats. I also love that it is stills and not video. Back to the cake and decoration thereof. Holly from Mimosa bakery and i were chatting about cakes. I asked her to make me a tall cake sans sugar paste. She did. and i styled it up. Sequins are my absolute favourite thing. If anything stands

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I have lost count of which number we are up to, but this is only half a post. There isn't a tutorial. Yesterday I spent many hours wiring roses, hydrangea, lavender, and other things to make headdresses for small children. Then last night I rummaged through the detritus on the workroom floor and salvaged a few flowers to make one for me. Just for fun. Cyclamen, senecio, limonium, and other

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you got this room for two One thing i've left to do Discover me discovering you I have had to take apart and restart 3 bouquets today, which is annoying. Crab apples and protea nutans are favourites. et nous allons au cinema ce soir. Also John Mayer. also Len, thank you for the top tips, next time full window.

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It was going to be Hitchcock themed. Birds. but it turns out i only have bird. singular. So instead a sort of mad science lab of bottled rats and bats and spiders and beetles, and a few gourds and solanum thrown in for fun. The Upper Sixth boys came to regardez le spectacle, and declared me to be the coolest person. Ever. Why didn't i know this when i was in the Lower Fifth? If i

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Marie Curie to be exact. When you have a shop, you get asked to do a lot in the name of charity. I say no to most of them, but then a get 2 or 3 requests a week. I said yes to these ladies immediately, because they asked nicely. They are customers, our name, contact details and images went out on the invitation, a representative from the charity was there, and they had cardboard cut out

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But you shouldn't worry, about what they say Because they got nothing on you, baby My ever increasing obsession with food trucks.... I have decided that along with the soup and crumble, i shall serve roast beef sandwiches with watercress and English Mustard, all wrapped up in a Yorkshire pudding. The worst food photography ever, but gosh they were so delicious. Also hello best ice cream

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I wish i had, and the passionate affair with Robert Redford, swooping in and taking you camping in the Masai. Out of Africa has been inspiring me. Not in a fill the shop with protea kind of way, just in colour and texture. This is what i meant by moving on. No vintage dot com. Instead bronzes and coppers, leather and carmanthus, solidago, seed heads, vuvuzela roses, echinacea and

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Sorry if you were expecting cream ones filled with hydrangea and roses. I am in a rebellious mood. and listening to Bruce Springsteen. and i have been beaten at table football, by a man. A man with a lapel. Also grey wagtail and blackbirds.

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or eggy bread as we call it here. We had it for breakfast on Sunday morning with figs and agave nectar. How do you make your mix? Do you sweeten it? Add cream?, milk? Do you go fancy with vanilla and make pain perdu? Do you bake it or fry it? I am not a big breakfast eater on weekday mornings, i prefer an extra 10 minutes in bed. I know this is bad, go to work on an egg and all that. I

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All next week we are shooting trends and stuff for 2012. These are some of the things we will be using. It will be a bit different. The V-word has been banished. Never to be uttered again. This fills with much joy and wonderment. It is time to move on.

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I have been singing Mr Bombastic all morning, the one by Shaggy. The pink roses are called Bombastic. I'm not crazy. It turns out the song is Mr Boombastic. Which makes more sense. The Stamford Hen bought Bantam eggs, the colours are beautiful. Ham from the Spanish man. and enamel bowls await being planted up with something or other, white cyclamen? This weekend brings eternal sunshine

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we are straddling seasons. This heatwave has got to people, it's all strappy tops and requests for peonies. I am wanting to put the Halloween window in, but it seems highly inappropriate given the temperature and burning sunshine. It's a Hitchcock theme this year. A high five to anyone that guesses which film.

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Do you remember Johnny Ball? I do. With great affection. I was a complete number nerd. I loved maths. I have broken out the wheelie bin numbers again. Do you remeber we used them here and here? Use them to number your reception tables or for presenting gifts in jars to small children. They love things with their age on. I don't. I have also thrown in the enamel ones as well. They are

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Honest you do Honest you do an Otis Redding sort of a day. Do you do orchids? I think you are either an orchid person or not an orchid person. I'm not. but i like the roots. It's a lot like when you go to a museum and there is a car or a clock sliced in half so you can see how it works. I prefer museums to orchids. I love a good museum. Also, any bowl for a pound specials today,

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I get a lot of emails that tell me i have won some money or offering me penile enlargements but i also get some that say....... "Your camera takes really lovely pictures, which one do you use?" I am not a photographer, and i don't really know what i'm talking about, but if you're asking.... I started with a Canon film SLR, and then went to a digital Canon 350D so that i could use

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I would say I was, um, a kind of "fly by the seat of my pants" gal. You know, moment to moment. ... Name that film. and so there wasn't really a plan for the shop. It just seemed like a good week to close. All i knew was that the floor had to be scrubbed and the beams painted, and that i needed more drawers. I had visions of of late starts and long lunches and

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and the odd flower. There is much activity on the street, new shops opening. Clothes shops mainly. This has made us ponder our winter wardrobe, The Hound has informed me colour blocking is still big news for Autumn Winter. I am determined to go through another winter without wearing a gilet or a fleece. and has anybody seen any good winter shoes, perhaps with a modicum of practicality

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Do you remember All Saints? Me too. I will bring you full pictures of the shop on Thursday. Hopefully everything that needs to be in it, will be. In the meantime i give you gourds and 1952 weather charts. We have also sifted through the linen that was in the chest of drawers. Beautiful monogrammed sheets and pillowcases of the heaviest linen. All very Downton Abbey, if anybody has a

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a table football. I went to buy a dresser, and came back with this instead. The rumours that i bought it to lure men into my shop, are entirely true. We have re-opened, it isn't entirely finished but i am really good at table football. More next week.The rest of the shop,the amazing team that worked with me, and the method behind the madness There is some.

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I purchased a chest of drawers and a dressing table at an auction, and then discovered that the drawers held secrets. Beautiful pressed linen, identity cards, and church magazines. One of the letters appears to be from a mistress. Then yesterday i bought a piece of furniture that i can guarantee no other flower shop has. It has just arrived, and there has been squealing and jumping up

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is better than Day 1. Last night as i stood in an empty shop, no flowers, no stuffed birds, no re-appropriated science equipment, i wept. A sudden realisation that my entire life is within these four walls. Workaholic doesn't even begin to cover it. Today, things are better, there is now a plan. I didn't have a plan yesterday. It just seemed a good week to close. and we have eaten

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You know it ain't easy For these thoughts here to leave me There's no words to describe it In French or in English Well, diamonds they fade And flowers they bloom And I'm telling you These feelings won't go away They've been knockin' me sideways Citizen Cope has been on a loop all weekend. The refurbishment has started. The shop is empty. and now i am bit daunted.

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This post contains a lot of links. They are all worth clicking on. Last night I went to London, On a school night. I went to Photo-Forum., with Clara Molden and Naomi Goggin  to hear Jane Hilton talk about her work photographing cowboys in America AND the best bit, Lottie Davies talk about her memories and nightmares project, and the lights in trees. Then everyone went to the pub for a

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A green trick, dianthus Green Trick to be exact. Dianthus meaning carnation. In old bottles. This is by far my favourite way of displaying flowers. They don't have to be old bottles either. It is always the simple things that are the most effective. Orange dahlias would work brilliantly too. I have the roses that appear on the blog header in the shop again. Which has made me think that

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but i gathered them up and made crumble. Many crumbles as it happens. Pear and bramble, and then due to the vast quantities of brambles my Grandmother keeps bestowing upon me, peach and bramble. Eaten hot for supper, and then cold with yoghurt for breakfast. Thank you so much for all the soup recipes, keep them coming. I love that you all have the same tastes as me, red pepper and

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We never will be And that's wonderful, and that's life. This morning we have listened to the collected works of Nelly Furtado. There is a new window display, all anglepoise lamps, cream gourds and inquisitive deer. We have eaten chicken, and become obsessed with food trucks.  I want a food truck. and soup, I need your soup recipes. It is cold and blowy, so we will mainly be eating

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This was a proper Lincolnshire wedding. A boy from the boys' school, a girl from the girls' school, who first met at Quayhole Kate's. Quayholes is now an antique centre, so we only have our memories of queuing on the bridge, dancing the night away and ending up at Chillimasters. I digress. On the eve of the wedding, after sipping a gin, moving around plinths in the marquee and eyeing up

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I'll be your baby tonight.. It is Burghley Horse Trials, you can tell because the stress level of the entire town rises. It combusts on Saturday, just when you think that all of the Range Rovers in all the land are finally up there, another one cuts you up. This year they all have caravans too. I am having a day of being very busy but achieving nothing. Cutting up a red pepper with

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They said we were crazy, to go all that way on a Bank Holiday just for a couple of days. There was a point whilst sitting in traffic at Tewkesbury for 3 hours, where I had to agree. But they didn't know what we find at the end of the rainbow. Dartmouth. Friends. Gin. That the view from the garden would be of narrow streets and the sea, or that we would be fed and watered in such

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The retro and vintage shop opposite us is closing down tomorrow. The Missing Curtain will continue to blog and sell online, but if you have designs of being Artemis or Hannah then get your brogues down to the shop for the last 2 days. It is an Aladdin's cave, and things are very cheap. Props for bloggers and brides a go go. but not the bambis or the tray i have just bought stolen

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but i can't help falling in love with you You being Autumn. I am longing for a change in season, kicking leaves, crisp air, bowls of soup, borrowing a lovers cashmere jumper, hats and scarves, burgundy and plum, bright orange, game pie, hot chocolate with whipped cream, seed heads, dahlias, acorns, stockings and a new pencil case. Are you with me? Elvis is always on my mind.

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Vases of pinks and creams sat in Oakham Castle and then lined the table at The Olive Branch for a wedding of 14. Quicksand and senecio, mint and rosemary, and Michelin starred food. Emily Quinton was on camera. Bonus. I haven't opened the Leon book yet, but i did assemble a salad for us last night. All fancy leaves and albacore tuna and flowers. If you are thinking the flowers

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I am craving simplicity, muted colours, and simple form. but then i ruin it with a bit of Hornsea. Who can resist a pair of squirrels? Especially a pair of squirrels French kissing?

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She's livin' la vida loca Or the wedding season. Whichever. A slick of red lipstick makes you look less exhausted, because when you are exhausted the worst thing is having everyone tell you that you look exhausted. There haven't been any long leisurely sessions in the kitchen, no food posts, a lot of sandwiches from M&S, and many cans of Diet Coke. I am hoping a charity shop

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Lapelman has made it into a magazine. Stars of New Media love it when they are in Old Media. Everybody loves old media. It's an article on buttonholes. It is also a lesson in the advantages of florists learning how to take a half decent picture themselves. There are some really lovely buttonholes in the article, but it is only the photographer that gets credited. Quite rightly

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Whilst making these wedding flowers, I watched many episdes of The Real Housewives of Orange County, late into the night. I adored this couple, after meeting them, I wanted to put them in my pocket and take them home. I didn't, because that would be odd. Instead i made them flowers for their wedding, sweetpeas, lily of the valley, freesia, stock, roses, hydrangea. poppy

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The uniform requirements given to my entourage for the wedding at Claridges. So that they all looked like me. Except that they were taller. They are also my sisters. For one day only I was the boss of them. It was brilliant. More tomorrow.

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We're meant to be together I'll be there and you'll be near and that's the deal my dear. Shakira shakira provided the soundtrack to this wedding. Anyone who reads between the lines will know my love life is a tale of highs and lows. I seem completely unable to spot a scoundrel, and likewise fail quite often to see a Prince standing right in front of me. But like a modern

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Whilst i was still conditioning roses and frantically wondering where all your dutch crates disappear to, Becca was partying on our behalf.... Last Wednesday I went to the LMD Soiree hosted by the lovely Annabel from the Love my Dress blog held at the Newcastle Baltic. Don't arrive first. Don't wear a work suit. If you do? To the bar. Don't try and sneak around twice to get another

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Yeah they're making us crazy don't give up on us baby. I just caught the last lines of this song. Seemed apt. Today is business as usual, a time to look at the good. Whilst politicians lay blame at each others doors, and call us a broken society, we know we are better than this. So back to the hidden meanings, the sarcasm and the showing you weird and wonderful things i find

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I'll take the force of the blow Protection Massive Attack. Last night, whilst curled up on the sofa in my rural idyll, I watched the news unfold. The city I called home for 13 years in turmoil. My heart goes out to those affected, and my respect and admiration to the firefighters, police and ambulance crews. images via BBC

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Earlier in the week, there was a funeral and for one day only it was once again Spring. Lily of the valley and tulips bound with Stephanotis, sat next to summery sweetpeas. Today it might as well be November, the rain hasn't stopped. Today's bride seemingly unperturbed. It is another secret wedding. Loving these. With 1 down, we are carb loading on Nasi Goreng before starting on the

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The first rule of floristry a la Miss P. You can't make a silk purse and all that. Flowers for weddings. Francesca and Matt are you loving this colour hydrangea? Me too. There is a lot to catch up on, but i am tres busy doing the aforementioned weddings and the perpetual motion of puffing on an inhaler to facilitate breathing. Yes Mama i will go to the doctors, when i have

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I wasn't great at making friends at school. A combination of joining a girls' school in the second term of the L4th, and my shyness being misconstrued as haughtiness. I remember walking into a classroom on the first day to find the word YORKSHIRE written on the blackboard. It was where i had come from, they expected me to sound like a character from Last of the Summer Wine. I didn't

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Gardeny. Doing what we do. I have a very very good weekend planned. I am very excited. I hope yours is as wonderful. Let's chat on Tuesday. xxxx

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Not actually his birthday, more 5 years since he came to live Chez Miss P. I'm not sure how old he is, possibly 7. but like the kids from fame, he is going to live forever.

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or sweetpeas and herons. Whichever. I have no words, i am too busy driving a man crazy. Not intentionally. xxx

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There has been no escaping my rather bad mood, another hair dryer has bitten the dust, I am all about curly hair this week. I hate my curly hair. and I have received another invitation that i am going to have to turn down because of work. I will be very surprised if i have any friends left by October. From now if you want to me my friend, you can only have a birthday, wedding,

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The new window is very slowly taking shape, cowboys and succulents. Evidently it is confusing for some "You don't look like a florist, i am very confused by your window" She felt the need to come and shout this at me, and then bought a plant. Confusing maybe, but seemingly effective as a marketing tool, she came she bought. Had the window of been full of silk peonies, she may have

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Life in Stamford and Rutland is lived in hues of the Farrow and Ball paint chart. Everywhere you go, walls are painted in String or Lamp room grey. It is all very beautiful and tasteful.... and so on a grey day, colour is required. I didn't get a tattoo, buy the hooker shoes, or go to the sex shop. But I did buy ribbon. Obvs.

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