A whole Sunday to recover

Now I know that I am getting old, but it is always brought home to me the day after a late night.

We stayed up in the garden chatting with friends, drinking and eating until nearly one in the morning.

Getting up for the car boot this morning was almost a no go but in the end we managed to drag ourselves out of bed, well I say we, Thea stayed snuggled in her pit until mid morning by which time we were busy wandering the stalls.

I found a lovely table cloth which I think is going to make a lovely tunic top and some english books, so came home happy.

When we got home and had finished bagging up the leftovers from last night for the freezer I settled down with a copy of a friend's Prima magazine and one eye on Columbo with Faye Dunaway.

Perfect Sunday afternoon bliss.

Then a huge storm rolled in and the TV signal vanished, so I started to really concentrate on what was going on in the magazine, and one of their featured items were some bird shaped lavender bags.

I'm not a huge fan of lavender bags but our elderly lady neighbour love them, so I have made them frequently as gifts, but it was not that that inspired me, but the birdie shape.

So I scurried away upstairs to my trusty squared paper to recreate my own birdies....

... these are destined for some bags as well as a plain cream spring coat that I have had at the back of the wardrobe for a while that has desperately been crying out for something jolly and lively to embellish it.