(but don’t have time to)
Do you know I get up, get ready, leave the house by 7.45am. Get to work around 9am after I’ve been and got a proper flat white from the Spitalfields Coffee House. Work until 5.45 or 6pm and get home around 7.15pm. Then we cook and eat by about 8.15pm then I will come upstairs and do a fraction of the work I have to do for my own clients, and then at around 10pm I will sit downstairs and watch a bit of tele and do a row or two of my (king size) crochet blanket. It’s too big to take on the tube now so I’ve started a small project for my travel time – a pink crochet washcloth which might end up being a table runner or a scarf.
On my way to and from work, not while I crochet – but as I’m walking, I also dream about all the things I would love to write about and photograph. Things like… I would like to do a photo essay on my trip to work from South End Green to Brick Lane; where I go for lunch; shops I look at on the way home. But I put the charger for the little camera battery in a very safe place equals now lost.
Other things I think about writing about are how this Saturday I went early into Mayfair to John Frieda to see my wonderful hairdresser and had even more hair cut off, properly. By heck it’s good now. I’d like to photograph my new haircut. I won’t photograph my new maternity bras from M&S but I will photograph all the new makeup I bought after I presented myself at the Chanel counter in Selfridges, advising them I’d not had makeup for two years and now needed some. And when I get paid next and go back to Selfridges and buy the Chanel sunglasses I’ve been coveting for some time now I shall also photograph those. A Chanel portrait.
I’ll also photograph the perfume Kevin bought for me from Space NK and the things I bought the day after Kevin bought me the perfume but from a different Space NK, because I was so excited by the shop I just needed to go back and buy tweezers, a body brush and a nail buffer.
Those are the things I want to write about. And I also want to visit Rob Ryan’s new shop in Columbia Road. Ryantown. Rob and Yvonne have some naming ideas in common! And I still haven’t photographed the amazing washcloths from Di that have revolutionised things around here – and now I find out they’re for doing dishes, not washing faces! Yvonne sent us some amazing stuff including this book and this book which you all really do need to see.
But for now I shall wish for my charger to make a miraculous reappearance, do some work then retreat downstairs a few minutes after ten to do a row or two of the blanket. And I’ll also tell you I’m very very pleased it’s been raining. I’ll keep on saying it, I just love the rain.
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