Monday, 8 June 2009
Ice-cream and birthday cake.
I have been an irregular blogger of late, barely finding a moment to write, but managing to catch up on a few here and there. Apologies if I haven't always left comments; normal service will be resumed soon hopefully. The sewing room has become a den of thread much in need of a good clean before I am lost 'neath the mess. Orders have been written up on my order board, crossed off, more added and so the cycle goes with the computer just as busy with queries from wholesale and website customers alike. I am very pleased! Even a giant order I had to turn away from a very large and well-known company (who requested an initial order of 500-1000 pieces!!!) was a massive confidence boost as the person I dealt with really liked my designs. Davey and I sat in the garden with glasses of wine, considering the ins and outs of going for it, but I realised it was all a little too soon. Just hope it wasn't one of those moments you live to regret, but I don't think so and my contacts are building rapidly so I must be doing something right.
Our dear chap, Elias, reaches 13 this week, therefore a party was needed complete with friends, family and Dave's gorgeous chocolate cake. Elias is one of those just lovely people who has moved from being an easy-going, happy pre-teen to what I know will be a just as enjoyable teenage phase. He is funny, bright, loves history with the most amazing ability to recall facts, makes great pasta and has a whole host of other attributes, but most important of all, we all love him to bits.
Dave has also been on an ice-cream phase, making both malteser
Delicious bowlfuls were handed out at the party and this will now be a new tradition to add from now on. We have a whole pile of flavours we want to experiment with and have dubbed this our 'Summer of Ice-cream'...yum! Other than the usual scoffing that takes place here most of the time, we walked on a very chilly beach - where is the warmth? I want it back!
- pottered in the garden a little where the Shirley Temple peony unfurled her petals of palest pink as contrast to the scarlet poppies still dancing the last dance, and generally enjoyed a quiet time of it. Very lovely.
Have a good Monday x