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Sanctuary

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Housekeeper’s Diary

Up until mid- November I am terribly blase about Christmas, and then just like that I am a woman in a fluster. Madonna of the Carrier Bag. She who must not return home from even the most irrelevant of trips unless she is clutching something that will be wrapped ready to shove under the tree, or squirrelled away in her festive pantry: a secret basket full of delights that even he in life-s[...]

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Housekeeper’s Diary

One of the emotions I find hardest to navigate as a blogger, is the guilt I feel when life isn't going well and it feels like pulling teeth trying to find something inspiring, reassuring or hopeful to say. So in the middle of the afternoon I sit on the edge of my bed, resisting the temptation to bury myself under the yellow quilt and I debate whether to write or not to write. For haven't[...]

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Housekeeper’s Diary

So much rain. A deluge that floods the garden and sends water rolling across the pebbles to form huge puddles in the lane. The murky grass even more sodden than usual, and every spider in the land crawling through the cracked window in the laundry room and taking appalling shelter in the bosom of my family, so I spend my evenings shrieking at monsters as big as my hand, while the men of h[...]

Puttery Treats + Pretty Things
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The Seasonal Swap

My very, very favourite month is almost upon us, and although September has a terribly special place in my heart, there is no doubt that the shift into any new season whether it be Autumn or Spring, has its own challenges in terms of necessary changes in mindset, self-care, domesticity, food, routine and ritual. And so today I want to encourage you to set aside some time to really cons[...]

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Housekeeper’s Diary

In the garden the purple speckled strands of whatever it is growing out of the blue watering can have tangled themselves in gorgeous knots through the fretwork of the old iron chair on which the watering can rests. They are as one now. A muddly marriage I dare not part. In the house the fridge is full of lettuce. A reminder to myself that Ste cannot be trusted to shop sensibly, should[...]

Puttery Treats + Pretty Things