Thursday, December 21, 2006

IT'S OH SO QUIET...


...shhh


Arrrrr, there be a heavy fog descending o'er t'moor this morning. Mark my words, strange things are afoot.
I woke up in the middle of the night. Or so I thought. It turned out to be 8am. It's so, so quiet, maybe it's because there are no planes. I live on (under?) a flight path, which I never notice. Sometimes I'm on the phone and the person on the other end goes "Oh my God, what the hell is that deafening noise, are you ok?" And I'm going, "What noise?" But nope, no planes, no distant sound of traffic, no upstairs neighbour thundering down the stairs and slamming the door on his way to work to wake me up. All is completely still.


The other morning sunshine still existed.



Cheery uppy red roses...






And here we have a WIP of what is keeping my little hands busy. The old Bernina sewing machine has been hauled out of storage, and it has been making some pretty, pretty things out of all these bits and pieces (if I do say so myself). Which I can't exactly show you yet. I really enjoy doing fiddly bits of hand sewing for some reason; it's so satisfying. I'm having such a lovely time, sewing and choosing which thing goes where; I'd far rather be at home making presents than battling it out on the streets of shoppers.

Only the blokes are left now anyway, staggering around the shops going 'Oh my God I've got to buy ONE present, this is so fucking stressful, I hate Christmas, why are there so many people around? - "Oh, alright mate, yeah me too, bloody Christmas shopping"...ah, a deep fat fryer - perfect! Romantic AND useful.'

In other exciting news: I realised this morning with a start that I somehow forgot to eat my advent calendar chocolate on the 18th so I had two today.

I do apologise if anyone has stopped by here expecting any kind of shopping insights or caustic remarks about Parisians. Normal coverage will be resumed just as soon as I'm over Christmas...

7 comments:

lottie said...

My boy took the day off and went to Oxford Street yesterday. I think he uttered those very words. Repeatedly. Then gave up, came home and went to the pub. Re the planes, we don't hear them quite so clearly, but have a firestation on our road which sounds like it is actually in our flat and freaks people out accordingly... But this is Laaaahndan, I say... sirens are ten a penny...

Anonymous said...

Happy Christmas, Claire!

Sending you best wishes for a fab holiday and I want you to know how much I love your blog and look forward to following it into the New year!! gros bisous,

~ Elizabeth (bluepoppy)

Anonymous said...

cute blog... yeah i know what you're talking about! my house is in front a really busy street, so i'm used to noise, while my friends can't barely stand it!

gracia said...

Love the look of that blue box of pinking shears... plenty of crafty goodness in your pocket of the world. Enjoy the festive (crazy) countdown.
see you, g

Anonymous said...

sorry, i'm responding to your comment about the black coat on sartorialist...i was hoping you could help me in identifying the designer....thanks so much!

Lola is Beauty said...

It's by Martin Grant from this winter collection so should be on sale just about now. If you're in NY his stuff is stocked at Barneys and Jeffrey or the website is:www.martingrantparis.com

I love that jacket, I hope there's some left....

Anonymous said...

wow what a wonderful post...Merry Christmas to you !!!!!