Update: I am going loopy. Doo-Lally. Off my head. Call it what you will, but it’s not a pretty sight.
I have a spot the size of a frozen pea on my chin. Repetitive Strain Syndrome in my right shoulder. Skin paler than Morticia’s and a child who is slowly morphing from an angel to a yob.
It isn’t funny. The house looks like a bomb has hit it. My head is banging like it’s never banged before and I am in short, exhausted.
I have never worked so hard in all my life. But I am having fun. No, really. BrocanteHome is lovely. The kind of site I wish I could happen across on the net. If my house, my family, the bills and the constant need to invent something edible for
So March the 16th it is. A Wednesday. I love Wednesdays. So it seems to me that March 16th is as good a day as any to launch a dream.
If in the meantime I disappear from your screens, bear with me, I will be back in all my flowery, vintage glory, very, very soon.
The Brocante Round-Up! 
The Brocante Round-Up! 
The Autumn House 
Notes From Isolation
See you on the 16th then! Good luck.
Can't wait! 🙂
Good luck!