The temperature was hot hot hot day today as Stylisa and I headed into Manchester for a Poshu afternoon hosted by Lulu Guinness, the acclaimed British handbag and accessories designer. Lisa was very excited as this is her world of fashion and style, I was simply along for the ride and the cupcakes 😉 Nice to... Continue Reading →
The simplicity of a smell, WordPress, I need a smlog
Betcha can't guess what this is: They certainly had Steppy 1 baffled this afternoon, these weird glutenous baubles on the wall outside the flats, he looked at them curiously "Si, what's this on the wall, what d'you think this is?" His cry of disgust when I popped my finger into one of the blobs and... Continue Reading →
Video – Urghh, my punch skin finger biopsy via Moregeous iPhone
Ok, so I'm a bit accident prone (not the best of characteristics for someone who spends their days on building sites surrounded by items which can hurt you). And I get weird and wonderful medical conditions and reactions with names we often can't pronounce. I say it makes for a more interesting and challenging life,... Continue Reading →
Property Fire!! Errrr, no, just a cremated chicken actually.
I thought it was my alarm going off at 7am this morning which is no good on a Saturday, but after I'd blearily knocked it off the bedside table the buggar rang again - "Sian, it's Thobe, I think there's a fire in Flat 1, our place is full of smoke." OMG, never has a... Continue Reading →
Property: a collapse with Ikea exhaustion
Even I, with my honed-over-years-Ikea-stamina, gave up last night and collapsed back in the waiting room in Ashton. Yet another kitchen ordered, picked, hoisted onto trolleys (Mr Moregeous's job), lugged through the tills, then dragged over to DHL (with their extortionate delivery prices). Oh, I yearn for the good old days when you didn't have... Continue Reading →
22 minutes on the phone & not a word in edgeways
22 minutes on the phone to a client today. I am realising that my world currently revolves around delightfully bonkers and quite loveable clients. I only asked one question "Would someone be able to take you to Ikea to look at those wardrobes?" 22 minutes later and I hadn't said a single further word, just the... Continue Reading →
Property – Bathing Project Squeeze in gold – what credit crunch?!
The media madness of my election video has subsided and it's back to reality, no more exciting TV interviews so I've had to make my own excitement at Barton Square picking lights and wallpaper for Project Squeeze. You've seen the before images of the current destruction, but I though I'd give you a little taster... Continue Reading →