Tuesday, 18 October 2016
Sunday, 16 October 2016
|Gisela, Vix and me|
Monday, 10 October 2016
|Feed me, Seymour!|
Here are five excellent lean, mean, chorophyll-green killing machines...
Sunday, 9 October 2016
I didn't buy masses of stuff yesterday. I got a modern blouse - white with embroidered polkadots in black, beige and navy - that will be great next summer. And in one of the charity shops, rummaging through a basket of evening bags, I found this little 1960s number. I don't need another evening bag, but the sorry state of this one and the knowledge I could fix it fairly easily made me feel quite sorry for it. After all, if I left it behind, would another person prepared to mend the beading come along to claim it, or would it get more and more battered till it ended up in the bin? As it was only £2.50, I bought it to add to my mending pile.
Friday, 7 October 2016
|Pippin having fun on the new old trunk|
It looks like Mr Robot and I are going to have a smarter, sprucer living room too by Christmas. We've been saying for a while that we'd like to get more of it sorted out – a house this old is one never-ending project – and the catalyst was finally getting the chimney swept a couple of Mondays ago. From the state of the knackered fireplace we're pretty sure a previous resident of the house burned stuff in it, even though there's no proper insert. Not knowing the state of the chimney, we've never lit a fire ourselves. From a clogged chimney catching fire to a leaky one spewing carbon monoxide into the upper rooms, fires aren't something to mess about with. We'd really feared that the chimney would need relining or repointing, but the chimney sweep said it was fine, and gave us our safety certificate, which means our plan to replace the fireplace is going ahead.
Saturday, 1 October 2016
Ralph Bates was television's original George Warleggan, bitter and ambitious beneath a charming surface, thwarting Ross Poldark whenever he could. “But that's not horror,” you cry, “What makes him a Bloofer Gent?” The Horror of Frankenstein, remember? Oh, before that raised the undead as rakish Lord Courtley in Taste the Blood of Dracula, but as Baron Frankenstein he excels.
While he was able to convey ruthless ambition with ease, there was also something incredibly seductive about Bates, and his Frankenstein is no exception: his mentor's daughter falls in love with him, unaware that housemaid Kate O'Mara is providing a few out-of-hours services to the Baron. (And who can blame her?)
|As the most seductive Baron Frankenstein|
Charming and sinister, Ralph Bates, Bloofer Gent for 2016, we salute you!