Pretty white interior

Lounge at Appach road
Kitchen at Appach road
Bedroom at Appach road
Bathroom at Appach road
Sink at Appach road
Whilst searching the web for inspiring interior pics of kitchens I came across Appach road, SW2 a beautiful house that you can use for still location shots through 1st option.

I love the kitchen with its brick tiles, dark wood work tops and shelves laden with beautiful ceramics, a floral flask and pretty tiered cake stands. But as the rest of the house was also incredibly gorgeous I thought I'd share that too!

Have a sweet day!

Sun, Surf, Sand and Sleep - Yay!



Lulu Froufrou will be on a short holiday - any purchases made will be sent after the 13th of January. Then I promise to get back to work :)

Hope everyone had a fab start to the year!!





A Letter to Fern

My darling, beautiful daughter...

Exactly one year ago; on a beautiful hot Summer day I was pacing the house... up down up down up down the hallway for hours and hours. Sometimes I walked outside and rocked on my yoga ball. Mostly I just paced. And baked a banana cake. I'm not sure why. I remember the cricket was on TV. But mostly I remember that feeling. That this was IT. That the wait was over. That I was about to meet you at last.

Here I am, my labour day, but clearly not yet in active labour. We actually stopped at the store TO RETURN A DVD on the way to the hospital... clearly I had no idea of what was to come:


When we arrived at the hospital at 5pm, the nurse said I was 6cm dilated (yay!) and promised I would have you in my arms by midnight. This wasn't so bad! I took a bath and tried to relax. No drugs, no gas was my mantra. But you were posterior, and gradually the pain in my back got worse until I was struggling to stay calm and no longer able to open my eyes. Eventually, hours later after I gratefully accepted an Epidural I had the bittersweet realisation that I was immune to it. What was the point of drugs if they didn't bloody work??

Everything was in slow motion until the Obstetrician finally arrived at 3.30am and at that moment, everything sped up. Lights people machines noise telephones stretcher fluorescent lights and the teeth chattering shivering freezing cold. I dimly registered the words 'emergency Caesarian' on my way down to theatre (but this wasn't in my birth plan!), but by this stage I almost forgot and barely cared that I was having a baby. All I could think about was the pain the pain the pain.

What I remember out of my tunnel of consciousness is the doctor saying "oh, hello!" and then the sound of a cry, YOUR cry and then I saw this tiny, squirming, thing lifted over my body and my first thought was "she's so long!" and then immediately afterward "and she's so beautiful" and that. was. it.

I was overwhelmingly, devastatingly, passionately in love and right then and right there, I would have died for you.

Here I am immediately afterward, almost recognisable (my face was so puffy I didn't have a neck!:



And a day later, still puffy and unable to walk (or laugh or cough) from the pain:


You were cheeky, right from day one:


... and a cuddly little koala. Even now, you cuddle yourself into us and wrap your chubby arms around our neck. This is the day you came home from the hospital. Your third going-home outfit. You soiled the first two!


Here you are, the day you came home from hospital in the pajama top your daddy bought you -- it was like a dress. You wear that top to bed now; it's getting almost too tight for your fat little belly:


Oh my beautiful blue-eyed girl. You have turned my world upside down! Pink plastic bicycles, dollies in baskets, wooden blocks have taken over my once-pristine home... I have pumpkin permanently smeared into my floorboards... I have kilo tubs of Napisan in my laundry... there are little coloured icecubes of puree taking up my whole freezer... there is a pram, and wraps, and toys, and bottles and wipes in the boot of my car where boutique shopping bags used to be...

And you have your own personality now.

- You have a tantrum EVERY morning after your milk, just for 10 seconds because you think we should have given you more.
- Then, you remember where you are (our bed) and a look of glee appears in your eye as you climb up to see what's on the beadhead.
- You love sitting in the shopping trolley
- ... and eating the shopping list when I'm not looking
- You can eat a banana faster than your daddy
- You laugh like a hyena when your tummy is tickled
- You love animals
- You point intently at everything now, and jabber away sometimes for hours on end in your own language
- You are so sensitive and cried once when I spoke sharply to the dog
- You would eat a whole punnet of blueberries if I let you

Baby girl, the last twelve months have taught me everything about love... and responsibility... and sleep deprivation. I keep waiting for the novelty of you to wear off. But it doesn't! Somewhere along the line we became more than just mother and daughter. We became best friends. And our bond is stronger than glue. I'll always be here for you. And I wish you nothing more than fulfilling all your future dreams whatever they might be. Because you're going places, baby. I love you.


Happy birthday Fern...

xo Mummy


Here's some snaps of Fern I took monthly in my pink Eames rocker since she was born:

1 month:

3 months:

4 months:


6 months:

7 months:

8 months:

9 months:

11 months:

... and one year:

A creative mint

A creative mint
This week on Flickr Faves Sunday, I bring you a selection of gorgeous pics from A creative mint. Her eye for colour and detail is exceptional! Check back soon for some more of the most inspirational photographers on Flickr.

Some beautiful shots from my Flickr favourites (clockwise from top left):

Have a great day!

Fern's 1st 'Rubber Ducky' Birthday Party



Well, it's over! And I can't help but think Fern's first 'Rubber Ducky' birthday went splashingly well, despite the weather being ahem, fitting for ducks.

It is always a slight spanner in the works to have to hold a semi-large group of people in a small interior space... especially when there are a number of small children involved! A quick rearrange of the living room, a few cushions on the floor, and a whole lot of humour ensured the rain didn't put too much of a dampener on the day.

The birthday girl had an absolute ball; I scarcely saw her for the entire party (which explains why I neglected to get a good picture of her in her dress - oops - must redress her tomorrow and take some pics!). She ate ducky cookies, took a swing at the pinata, dug into her birthday cake, opened pressies and generally ran amock!



To simplify things, I held the party between 2-4pm (read - have lunch before you come!) but it didn't matter, the food disappeared off the table before I even knew it was out and my husband's homemade sausage rolls, pizza and chicken nuggets were a huge hit with the crowd! We also served popcorn in boxes, chocolate cupcakes, fruit skewers, honey joys, duck-shaped cookies and lollies.

I couldn't resist making these little cupcake toppers:



And I wrapped the children's pop-tops in a red ribbon:


The table after the seagulls descended:


My elaborate exterior decorating plan had to be hastily amended as it became apparent the weather report was wrong and that it would not be clearing up, as promised, in time for Fern's party.

I'd like to say I kept the decorations simple, but as usual I started planning those well over a month ago! Yesterday, I sent Dan out to buy a helium rubber-ducky balloon and he rode to the shops with Fern on the back. Here they are, coming home with the balloon in tow!


As mentioned, the rain forced me to rethink the decorations a bit; here's what the outside ended up like:

Yellow balloons strung from the umbrella

Rubber duckies along the back ledge and a vase holding a rubber ducky and wrapped in a red ribbon

And on the inside, I decorated the table with a yellow tablecloth with a red polka-dotted runner (wrapping paper stuck with little white dots!). The centrepiece was Fern's helium balloon which I placed in a tall vase along with a rubber ducky. Along the back of the room, we strung the birthday bunting.



For the party favours, I bought little clear noodle boxes and filled each of the them with lollies and a little rubber ducky. I printed off little stickers with a picture of Fern and "thankyou" and tied the package in red ribbon:



The cake:
I bought a Wilton's Rubber Ducky cake-mould from Ebay and, following a test-run earlier in the week made my Nigella Lawson buttermilk cake with confidence yesterday. But I was a little disappointed with the way it came out as it hadn't risen properly. I called an SOS with my mother-in-law, and together we resurrected the cake. Here's what it ended up like (there is one large round cake underneath the ducky cake gluing the two with icing):





After we blew out the candle, we let Fern at it; she tore the beak off the cake and had a lovely time licking the orange and blue icing off her fingers! I got lot's of ooh's and aah's about the design which (almost) makes the effort well worthwhile!

There were just two party games: a homemade pinata (a lotttt messier to make than I anticipated!) and 'pin-the-beak-on-the-ducky'. So much fun:




Here's a few final party snaps:







soooooo much fun! Hope you enjoyed your first birthday party as much as I loved throwing it for you, dear girl...

xo