The kids are alright

I took the Eldest and Youngest Children (the girls) on a trip to Matlock in Derbyshire yesterday. They have broken up for half term, so The Boy was off to the cinema with his dad to see some testosterone-fuelled tosh, while the distaff side of the family did some chazzing.

I like this 100% wool poncho.

We browsed in the fabulous Matlock Antiques and Collectables Centre, which had all sorts of treasures, including a vintage clothing section, where I fell in love with this 1960s mustard velvet maxi coat.

At £50, it was too much for my budget (though I know you could easily pay that for some shoddy thrown-together coat on the high street) but Eldest D. took a (blurry) photo for posterity.

                           Note Youngest D. getting in on the shot. Again.

I did buy this 1960s maxi skirt, as it was more affordable, and you know I love a maxi, especially good for keeping your legs warm now it's getting more chilly. Look at the gorgeous lining on that coat. And look at my face, it's like a slapped arse. I was having a good time, honest!

 There was plenty of vintage millinery to amuse the girls. Needless to say, none of the hats fitted on my huge head...


Then we ladies did lunch, and went to the park for a play.
Here's what I wore. No frock on a Friday, but more of a 1940s Country Lady look, I think.

Look how I insist my children are co-ordinated with my outfit. This isn't just thrown together, people.

I know I look like I'm half asleep or half pissed. (I was neither. On this occasion.) Eldest D. really must do better with the photos. This is why I don't do location shots, can't get the staff. None of the outfit is vintage, I'm afraid, but it's all secondhand or extremely old. A bit like me, haha. I am loving this belted cape at the moment; with the heeled brogues, I feel a bit like Miss Marple.

                                              At least one of us is happy!


And guess what? Other Half and I are child free for 24 hours. WOO HOO!

Now don't get me wrong. I love my kids, of course I do. But having their wondrous Auntie (my sister) step in and take them off with her for a sleepover in Tynemouth, is bloody brilliant. This is why I'm not a mummy blogger, I do relish the little time I have without the Little Buggers!

Have fun, LBs and Auntie, we'll be up in the North East with you tomorrow.

Now it's time for Mummy and Daddy to play - yippee!

Hope you all have a gorgeous weekend, whatever you're doing.
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