You all know I am an urbanite, but living in Sheffield means we have some stunning countryside right on our doorstep, including the Peak District National Park.
It would be crazy not to go and enjoy it sometimes!
Under pressure to sort a picnic, find the kids' sun hats/sun screen, get everyone fed and watered and organised for an early-ish start, I hadn't really thought about what to wear myself.
Here I am, hiding among the Derbyshire foliage, awaiting my gorgeous friend Vix's disapproval!
Yeah, I am in disguise as Generic
Scummy Yummy Mummy, wearing the ubiquitous cropped denim, Breton striped top and ballerina flats.
I hardly recognise myself!
In my imagination, I looked like Brigitte...
... or Audrey...
... or Jean...
... or even Kim!
Ha, who am I kidding?!
Still, our day in the Peaks wasn't really about fashion or style or vintage or anything other than beautiful countryside, a picnic by the river, and a good long walk.
Seldom Seen scampered about on the rocks like a puppy.
Littlest lagged behind a wee bit...
... and Eldest led the charge, as always.
They got tired though...
... and needed a little lie down half way round.
Even I have to admit it's gorgeous out there among the greenery.
So forgive the uninspired outfit just this once, I didn't want to frighten the hikers by wearing frilly pants or a wig and a corset on this occasion!
So what does one wear to tramp through the countryside, go paddling, avoid sheep shit, skirt muddy patches, clamber on rocks and still look glamorous?
Buggered if I know!