
Take it outside

Replica vs The Real Deal
I used to think if you cant afford the real thing you shouldn’t have it, however it didn’t take me all that long to realise – with a little help from my husband aka “he who likes to save money” – that unless I wanted to collect a set of Eames dining chairs one by one I wasn’t likely to have them! And so I’ve relented and bought replicas and you know what; they are gloriously glamorous and we can all sit down
It’s beginning to look a lot like Christmas…

Patience is a virtue

Oh Deer Me
It’s hard to pinpoint exactly when my affair with antlers started; what do they and I have in common? I’m certainly not a hunter nor remotely even related to one in fact long forgotten memories of Bambi come to mind and I shudder internally and maybe even externally. However, I am obsessed, totally in love with these objects of desire. Perhaps it was the paper Mache deer heads I noticed in Redcurrant in one of my weekly trips there a