It's nine o' clock and I can't believe where the evening has gone. Well, that's what happens when the clocks change. But it's also what happens when you've had a rather shorter weekend than usual. Today, Lucy and I zoomed out of London bright and early to go down to our project in Wiltshire, at Conock. On a Sunday? To be fair... our client had just flown in from Hong Kong so we couldn't really complain too much. I'm very much looking forward, in a few weeks, I hope, to be able to share a few photographs of some of the decoration projects that have been in the works in the office for rather a long time now - exciting times. For now, it was a question of a final tweaks meeting. You know the sort of thing. One of my rules in life is that it takes 20% of the time to get about 80% of the way; and 80% of the time to finish up. Do you agree?
So anyway, aside from quite intentionally doing nothing all day yesterday, except pottering down Lambs Conduit Street, and having Will, Maggie and Maria over for supper... (incidentally, god it's boring not drinking, or should that be addressed "God, it's really boring not drinking", just in case he's a subscriber to the blog...) well, apart from that, nothing.
I did write an email to Bridie saying 'you know Bridie please read the comments I think we might need a blog every week....' What a fantastic response, and dear reader, I will do my best to encourage. We will have to be patient for a little while but look out regularly for more mid-week treats.
So for inspiration this week I'm turning to something that I genuinely turn to rather often. My habitat catalogues from 1971, 72 & 73. Perfection on a plate (a phrase I am known to write from time to time on this blog, but this time it's really true).
You see what I mean? I guess I'm not the coolest thing to have been made in 1971, it turns out, after all.