Tuesday, September 29, 2009

Kempton Races

early morning, kempton racetrack

Sam, wee Margot and I made an early (like 7am early - see above picture) morning trip to Kempton Racetrack for the renowned antiques fair that takes place there. It was well worth the getting up early; fascinating stalls to rummage through and some excellent little finds, including a 19th Century French family's photo album, which I bought for Dandy, making me think as it did of his amazing work.

Sunday, September 27, 2009

atoning for my sins

A wedding? Free champagne? Continuously? Your glass topped up so subtly and frequently you don't even notice how much you're drinking? Then bottles of wine on the dinner table? Why, yes please.


Blarg. So hungover it actually hurts. It's Yom Kippur and I am totally unintentionally atoning for my sins today.

Never. Drinking. Again.

Friday, September 18, 2009

cabin fever

Was cooped up inside all day, off work sick (productively, though, I did manage to watch about two thirds of the Dollhouse boxset). By about 8pm cabin fever got too much so went out for a walk. I so love living in central London.

from waterloo bridge

south bank at night

Saturday, September 05, 2009

holy cupcakes, batman


Tayo turned three today and had a superhero-themed party (yeah it was totally my idea) for which I made the above Batman and X-Men themed cupcakes. Having exposed him to Spiderman since he was a baby and Batman for the past year or so, I decided it was time to introduce him to Wolverine and the X-Men so got him, as part of his present, the animated X-Men series that used to be on CBBC on Saturday mornings when I was a kid (and it's not like I got so excited about it I cracked the DVD open and watched an episode before I wrapped it up or anything...)

Midway through his party I saw him crouched on the floor staring intently at a Marvel Heroes napkin (we'd gone and got a bunch of Marvel Heroes party crap the night before - paper plates, cups etc). I went over to see he was okay and he asked me to tell him again (as per our conversation the evening before) who all the characters were, and explain how exactly it was Peter Parker became Spiderman and Tony Stark became Iron Man. I think he got it. It was cute to see he'd remembered our conversation from earlier and was really trying to commit the characters to memory. We'll make a comic book geek of him yet. Especially with me as his godmother, giving him X Men crap and Spiderman hoodies: