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Opulence Stoves In my domestic dreams I am the proud owner of a darling little wood-burning stove. Nothing you see, makes me happier than finding myself sipping wine, late at night, in front of a crackling fire. But unfortunately I have to shuffle down the lane to seek such bliss as only my dear friends,…

So you know what a div I am right? Yesterday I was emotionally battered and today I thought I’d add a little bit of physical pain into the mix. I mean really, who knew life could be this much fun? I woke up at five o’clock this morning and started vomiting. I threw up till…

Winter lighting at Brocante Come winter I get obsessed with two things: keeping warm and getting the lighting right throughout the house so my delicate senses are never jarred by the need to switch on overhead lights and I can tip-toe around the house enjoying pretty pools of low light from the myriad of lighting…

Mark and I open our Christmas presents to each other late on Christmas Eve. This year after arranging the multitude of presents Finley received from Father Christmas, we collapsed onto the sofa at midnight, and presented our gifts to each other. My pile was tiny. A box of wine gums from Finley and two other…

See the thing is this: they don’t warn you. They don’t say,  this is how it’s gonna be Cupcake, two steps forward and three steps back. Forewarned is forearmed you see. Had I only known that life was going to be a constant waltz of the kind that requires a motorcycle helmet to survive I…