Showing posts with label shoes. Show all posts
Showing posts with label shoes. Show all posts

Saturday, February 7, 2009

Possible Occupations



If I were a firefighter I could spend Saturday morning washing my house. Such fun to have a really powerful hose.


If I were a princess I could lie in my pretty pink bed..............


.... devouring book upon book.


Working at Zaro's bakery would allow me  to keep company with cheery Lady Liberty.


I suppose I could sell shoes, but this wouldn't be my top choice of occupation.


Flowers are more like it.

When I die, I hope it's like Joe Ades who died in his bed at 75. We will miss his colorful banter.

Tuesday, October 14, 2008

Indulgence



Thinking about all the delicious fruit yesterday revived sense memories of my recent trip to London.
If you only had to go to one shop - and didn't need to buy anything, I would recommend Liberty's. It's visual heaven, verging on too much.
I worked there one summer many moons ago before they had crystal threads hanging down all over the place.



Since I'm a very greedy person, I decided to have tea. The tea shop red and warm. Such cakes!



And scones with clotted cream and raspberry jam. Hot chocolate too.
I consumed a zillion calories and it was bliss.



For shoe fetishists who are also chocoholics, this is obviously the place to go.
Luckily, I am neither.



Upstairs there were lots of cushions with peacocks on. I would have liked to buy all of them to send to Maryam. Except the price would have matched the current bank bailout.