This weekend was the best weekend I’ve had in a long time. A bold statement I know, but true for so, so many reasons. Despite being a mixed bag of a weekend, and one where my feet have barely touched the floor, I’ve managed to see a lot of my favourite people (musicians included) and pack in plenty of fun stuff too! Win! It was so busy, I hardly took any pictures (despite vowing to!).
However, how could I not snap the pink package that greeted my return home from work on Friday? Instantly, I tried to recall what I’d bought recently and was stumped. Too soon for the Brit Stitch bag I ordered (I know, I know, I’m saving every penny for my holidays but please tell me that you’ve took full advantage of their amazing flash sale? At 50% off, I just couldn’t resist a half-pint bag). Before I’d even popped the kettle on, I’d revealed the familiar Duck and Duffel trademark, even though I hadn’t even ordered anything. Giddy, I naturally snapped it and whipped it on Instagram. Can you believe how lush the contents are? The Sarah dress is winging its way back to Debbie, I love each of the thoughtful gifts Debbie included. What a lovely memoir! Thank you!
Friday night had been pencilled (or typed) into my diary for some time. Friday 12th July: The Cribs, East Village Arts Centre, Liverpool with my uni pal, Jenna. Also known as, Jenna’s birthday night out. A quick outfit dilemma, a McDonald’s tea pitt stop and we were on Seel Street checking out what used to be The Barfly (or The Masque, as it was known.) A pint of Guinness in hand, we tolerated the support Menace Beach before cheering on the main act, The Cribs.
Entering to the tune of, ‘You’re the Best’, they certainly started in that manner. As the room grew hotter, The Cribs seemed to flag and each tune turned into a self-indulgent drone. Needless to say, we left early and headed to the bar for a drink and mini catch up. Arriving home before midnight, I fell into bed ready for Lynsey’s baby shower the next day.
Now, I’ve organised baby showers before but I can’t even compare my efforts to how fantastic Lynsey’s was. Perfectly informal, but perfectly personal, Lynsey arrived to her surprise party and promptly told us she hated us all. Granted, with a huge beaming smile on her face. Nerves settled by a few party games, the party got into full swing. It was lovely just to catch up with the girls, it’s been forever since I’ve seen them without feeling stressed by work. It made me realise just how much I’ve missed them. However, I did have to leave mid-afternoon, I’d been summoned to my parents’ house.
I say summoned, but really I mean my mum’s polite way of asking me to come as soon as possible. Naturally, I was worried. I needn’t have been. My folks simply had a question to ask me, ‘Would I like to trade in my car and become the owner of my mum’s when she upgraded?’ It’s something I’m so grateful for, I definitely haven’t had to give it much thought. We sat on the patio (before the rain came!), supping a brew before they bid me farewell for the journey to Burnley to see John.
Arriving tea time, we did our usual jaunt around Tesco. Isn’t it funny how the simplest things in life can make you smile. What did I buy? A bag of Milky Bar buttons. Saturday night was nothing out of the ordinary, but it was so lovely to put my feet up and just relax with a film whilst the rain poured and poured and poured outside! Sunday followed in much the same manner as Saturday, apart from we’d decided to photograph a few bits and pieces for eBay. Whilst snapping the dresses on the mannequin, I realised just how much I dreaded the thought of listing. So, as you’ll know by now, I decided to have an impromptu blog sale. I’m so thankful that so many of you snapped up some of my clothes to put pennies in my holiday funds, thank you! (There’s still a few bits left too!)
Naturally, Sunday evening ended with the World Cup final, a huge brew and a wedge of home made date and walnut cake. Perfection, even though there was football involved!
How was your weekend?
What did you get up to?
Tell me all!