Thursday 25 June 2009

A beetroot smile



I kid you not, I did not arrange this bootiful beetroot in the bottom of the bowl (check out that illiteration). I was just preparing my lunch and took one of the baby beets out and it left a smile stain. I am a bit sad taking a picture, I know, but it might be because I've just had my new Canon 500D Rebel (it's even got a cool name) delivered and I felt like taking pics and playing around with smears of betalain pigments rather than eating them.

Which I did eventually, and it was quite nice.


Monday 15 June 2009

My Jam Jar wedding


Stitch and I (code I used when our blossoming friendship was hush hush) are getting married, hoorah!

Ideas for my wedding in May 2010 include a jumble of jam jars, pretty peonies, sprawling hydrangeas, tea-lights, lanterns, and spotty ribbons. A Mad Hatter's Tea party but with champagne, bunting and hay bales - a British country spring day that's sassy not sophisticated, rustic and fun, flowing with flowers.

I'll be updating this wedding blog throughout the year.....any suggestions, ideas and inspirations are welcome...

The wedding will be held in a little Cotswold village, the ceremony in the local church and reception at my parent's lovely Cotswold cottage...well it will be lovely when it's ready. It's patient exterior is strapped in by scaffolding, it's stone work climbed on by roofers, and it's interiors muddied by builder's boots.



Stitch and I visited a few weekends ago to check out the seasonal foliage, get a feel for the site, meet the vicar, caterer and marquee peeps. It was a beautiful, hot, sunny weekend. We camped in the garden, got sun-kissed, drank lots of wine and had lunch with (mostly) all the parents - there are a lot!





We shared our campsite with mooing highland cows, dozing dogs and screechy birds.




Moving the table to the bottom of the garden by the stream, we lunched on barbecued sausages, and roast lamb followed by strawberries, then took a stroll to the beautiful church where we become man and wife!





A nice walk back with the future father in law




We were joined by a huge audience of moo cows at the end of the evening.