I'm not feeling remotely blue, but the dresses of choice have been just that this weekend.
Left; 1970s Shubette maxi dress - vintage fair
Right; 1960s Sherman of London maxi dress - Ebay
Kimono jacket - charity shopped
Sandals - retail
Yesterday was busy, full of lots of lovely things.
Sheffield city centre skyline.
I was in town checking this out;
a sale in the costume department at the Crucible Theatre.
If you fancied stroking Kenneth Branagh's coat or sniffing Joseph Fiennes' waistcoat, you could do so. Or even buy them, if you had the cash.
(Only Brits of a certain age will remember Sheffield's own Marti Caine.)
I enjoyed browsing. If they had been selling off any of the Victorian street girl costumes from the production of Oliver! I went to see, I would have snatched their hand off, but alas...
three dresses. Much cheaper (£4 each).
She looks delighted, doesn't she?
Next stop; Heeley Festival.
Always a joy (if the weather plays nice); we meet friends, buy sweets from our friend Zander, peruse the produce...
lounge about in the sunshine...
admire the view...
meet the animals at Heeley City Farm...
delight in the fact that knitting can be a Force for Good...
...and enjoy the blue-skied vibe.
And finally; a meal out at Thyme Cafe to celebrate my birthday. A little early, but Claudia is away at a Scout camp next weekend, so it was now or never.
Waiting for the bus.
After a few more glasses of pink fizz, the photos degenerated...
but hey, if you can't pull faces with your kids on your almost-50th birthday night out, when can you?
And that, my friends, is that.
Oh, and thanks for sharing my righteous indignation at Vix being passed over for that award; and for expressing a little outrage on my behalf too. I probably make it sound as though people are rude to me and insult my clothes all the time; they really don't (and it's balanced up with compliments too) but I like to tell you when it happens because it makes me laugh!
Hope your weekends have been full and happy.