Don't mess with the leather.
Flower powered family fun.
Oh dear this is what happens when my dad is given free reign.
It was very easy to pull in this get-up.
I think I confused my nan, then again she may have been confused anyway :)
Wednesday, 1 April 2009
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Just a quick post with some pics from mum's 60th birthday party. You may guess from them, but if not, the party was 60's and 70's themed. I worked on my face fuzz for a good 2 months then carved out the design in about 30 seconds, I hope you appreciate it.
Don't mess with the leather.
Flower powered family fun.
Oh dear this is what happens when my dad is given free reign.
It was very easy to pull in this get-up.
I think I confused my nan, then again she may have been confused anyway :)
Don't mess with the leather.
Flower powered family fun.
Oh dear this is what happens when my dad is given free reign.
It was very easy to pull in this get-up.
I think I confused my nan, then again she may have been confused anyway :)
Hurrah for Monsoon
Apart from surprising Sue, the main reason for my visit was to go shopping with Carolyn, Elisabeth and Elisabeth's friend Jo to find our bridesmaid dresses for Elisabeth's wedding in October. Elisabeth had decided that she didn't want custom made dresses - she'd rather we had something off the peg which we could wear again. So on Friday, Carolyn, Elisabeth and I headed to Oxford Street, and met Jo in Monsoon. We each picked a few dresses and tried them on. They were all lovely, and some of them worked for us, some of them didn't. However, none of them really had the 'wow' factor, although one green one was a 'distinctly possible'.
However, Jo then tried on one particular dress which Carolyn, Elisabeth and I had all overlooked and we agreed it looked fabulous. Carolyn and I tried it on too and the shop assistants brought us shoes and shrugs to match so we could get the proper effect. We all agreed that this was the one...probably. Typically, it was the most expensive one in the shop and Elisabeth wasn't 100% sure that she wanted that particular colour. Unfortunately, I can't tell you what particular colour that is or show you a photo of it as Elisabeth wants it to be a surprise on the day, but believe me, it had all the wow we needed. I shall therefore refer to it henceforth as THE dress.
We therefore spent the rest of the morning, after sustenance in John Lewis, trying on dresses in a few other shops, but only a couple came close to THE dress. We then had a fabulous lunch at a Turkish restaurant just off Oxford Street and then went back to Monsoon for the final decision between THE dress and the green dress. Unsurprisingly, THE dress won.
However, Jo then tried on one particular dress which Carolyn, Elisabeth and I had all overlooked and we agreed it looked fabulous. Carolyn and I tried it on too and the shop assistants brought us shoes and shrugs to match so we could get the proper effect. We all agreed that this was the one...probably. Typically, it was the most expensive one in the shop and Elisabeth wasn't 100% sure that she wanted that particular colour. Unfortunately, I can't tell you what particular colour that is or show you a photo of it as Elisabeth wants it to be a surprise on the day, but believe me, it had all the wow we needed. I shall therefore refer to it henceforth as THE dress.
We therefore spent the rest of the morning, after sustenance in John Lewis, trying on dresses in a few other shops, but only a couple came close to THE dress. We then had a fabulous lunch at a Turkish restaurant just off Oxford Street and then went back to Monsoon for the final decision between THE dress and the green dress. Unsurprisingly, THE dress won.
Thursday in London
We left Canadia 7pm Wednesday evening and due to time differences and flight durations arrived at Heathrow at 9.30am Friday. Richard went to the coach station to meet his sister Jacqui to head up to Norfolk, and I took the Heathrow Express train into London to meet first Elisabeth at Euston and then Carolyn at the Central Ballet School where she works.
After lunch at Carolyn's flat, we took the train to Clapham Junction to go to a large costume shop there. Sue had organised a 60s/70s party for the Saturday night, so I wanted find wigs for Richard and I. This shop had probably around 100 different wigs and so I found a great beehive for my 60s outfit and a Starsky-style wig for Richard's 70s get-up. However, more on that story later.
I lasted until 9.30pm on Thursday evening and then slept really well until Carolyn woke me with a cup of tea Friday morning.
After lunch at Carolyn's flat, we took the train to Clapham Junction to go to a large costume shop there. Sue had organised a 60s/70s party for the Saturday night, so I wanted find wigs for Richard and I. This shop had probably around 100 different wigs and so I found a great beehive for my 60s outfit and a Starsky-style wig for Richard's 70s get-up. However, more on that story later.
I lasted until 9.30pm on Thursday evening and then slept really well until Carolyn woke me with a cup of tea Friday morning.
Surprise!
We've just returned from a whistle stop visit (4 nights) to the UK to surprise Richard's Mum, Sue for her 60th birthday. I'll let him tell you about just how surprised she was, but in the meantime here's what I got up to...
Tuesday, 24 March 2009
Still gorgeous
Tony and Angie hosted a baby shower for Fin (and Ian and Lorn) the other Saturday night. I got to hold him a bit. Ahhhh - he only puked once and didn't cry at all.
And with his rightful owner who made me give him back...
Soul Man
A few weeks back my sister Carolyn went to see James Hunter at Dingwalls in London. He sings soul music which he writes himself, plays guitar and has a five piece band backing him - keyboard, drums, string bass, tenor sax and bari sax. She thought he was fantastic and looked at his website, which said the Dingwalls concert was the first in his world tour. Guess where the next place he was playing? The Polish Hall, Edmonton, Alberta. What are the chances of that?
So I went along with Steven and Natalie as that Philistine Richard didn't want to come (although admitedly he'd just spent and hour running around a football pitch - and scored four goals, I must proudly add). The concert was sold out, and the hall was packed. It had been set out with about 30 tables of 10 people, with a dance floor near the stage. Trouble was, the Polish Hall is a bit like a church hall, and there were no candles or decorations on the table to liven the place up.
The scheduling was more English Jazz Club than Canadian Concert. The publicity said 'starts at 7pm'. In fact the doors opened at 7pm, and the support band didn't start until 8.10pm and then played for about 45 minutes. James Hunter then didn't come on until about 9.50pm and played until 11pm. Steve, Natalie and I had agreed to go for dinner afterwards, but thst didn't quite happen. On the plus side, we had plenty of time to get to know the other people on the table.
Despite the ambience of the place, the late start after a long day at work and the lack of dinner, the concert was fantastic. The support band was from Red Deer (half way between Edmonton and Calgary) and played rock and roll type music and was very good. James Hunter was then phenomenal - a voice which reminded me of Marvin Gaye with amazing skill on the guitar and wonderful music. If he comes your way on his world tour, do check him out.
So I went along with Steven and Natalie as that Philistine Richard didn't want to come (although admitedly he'd just spent and hour running around a football pitch - and scored four goals, I must proudly add). The concert was sold out, and the hall was packed. It had been set out with about 30 tables of 10 people, with a dance floor near the stage. Trouble was, the Polish Hall is a bit like a church hall, and there were no candles or decorations on the table to liven the place up.
The scheduling was more English Jazz Club than Canadian Concert. The publicity said 'starts at 7pm'. In fact the doors opened at 7pm, and the support band didn't start until 8.10pm and then played for about 45 minutes. James Hunter then didn't come on until about 9.50pm and played until 11pm. Steve, Natalie and I had agreed to go for dinner afterwards, but thst didn't quite happen. On the plus side, we had plenty of time to get to know the other people on the table.
Despite the ambience of the place, the late start after a long day at work and the lack of dinner, the concert was fantastic. The support band was from Red Deer (half way between Edmonton and Calgary) and played rock and roll type music and was very good. James Hunter was then phenomenal - a voice which reminded me of Marvin Gaye with amazing skill on the guitar and wonderful music. If he comes your way on his world tour, do check him out.
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