Lovely lavender

I will attempt to write this post in the style of E.M. Delafield's "Diary of a Provincial Lady," with apologies to Ms. Delafield.

The connection between this style and the colour lavender will hopefully become apparent.

You should also note, as I did with much amazement, that Ms. Delafield's diary was published in 1930. Helen Fielding's "Bridget Jones's Diary" was published in 1996.

May 11th: Awaken to discover husband and children still asleep. Dog discovered to be sleeping under a pink baby-blanket. Feel grave disappointment that blanket is not lavender. (Mem: must ask daughter if can take photo of her room).

Check blog. See usual suspects have checked in with witty and encouraging comments. Revisit turquoise in Sweden and Blue Mountains.

Hear the dulcet tones of "Guitar Hero." Son must be up.

Eat a lovely, solitary, breakfast of sourdough toast with butter and jam, and strong tea.

Consult just-awakened husband about lavender day. Husband seems unable to focus.

Supply husband with coffee and toast. Remark, perhaps sarcastically, that it is my hope he is enjoying mother's day so far.

Husband smiles sweetly. Find myself unable to remain sarcastic.

Breakfast conversation becomes general, although my thoughts are concerned solely with lavender, lavender, lavender, lavender.

Breakfast goes off well.

Return to library and begin perusing shelves. Am struck by large number of mustard-coloured books. (Mem: must remember this if ever need to create mustard-flavoured post again. This, however, is doubtful).

Eventually discover one tiny book which might be considered to be a lavender colour. It is, however, a DRIED lavender.

Photograph lavender. (Query: is it possible that I am addicted to blogging?)


I take note of lavender book's title and feel justified in my love for all things blogful. A blog, after all, is a diary, and as such cannot be termed a harmful, illegal drug.

Choose six other books in my attempt to encapsulate Colour Week.

Husband enters library and offers assistance.

Husband takes the seven books to back garden, claiming natural light may be better for photographing them. (Query: is this husband's way of saying I too might benefit from some sunshine and time away from the library?).

Take a satisfactory photo, but notice that have also captured hanging laundry in background. Husband obligingly offers to remove offending garments.


Husband agrees that photograph taken UNINTENTIONALLY does make a lovely mother's day gift. (Mem: must tell fellow bloggers not to comment on husband's beautifully framed posterior. Fear eurolush may be inappropriate).

Discover I have inadvertently placed olive before ocean. Blame husband for this error. Husband remains charming throughout.

Daughter awakens and assures me that there is MUCH lavender in her room, and it may be photographed.

Begin to read lavender book while standing in back garden in pyjamas.

Claim extreme exhaustion and declare my mother's day gift to be waiting for me upstairs, in my bed. Family is relieved to be rid of me.

Read lavender book in bed, gleefully, while enjoying a bar of Green & Black's organic bittersweet dark chocolate. (Mem: must remember to restock night-table drawer).

Arrive downstairs two hours later in elevated mood. Take photograph of daughter's lavender jewellery.

Also photograph lavender decoration daughter has placed on rubbish bin.

And that's all folks!!!!!!!!!!!

Well...almost... I would like to thank ANNA - THANK YOU ANNA FOR INVITING ME INTO YOUR BLOG AND SHARING YOUR LOVE OF COLOUR WITH ME. I would also like to thank MARY - THANK YOU MARY FOR INVITING ME INTO YOUR BLOG AND FOR INTRODUCING ME TO YOUR FRIEND ANNA.

And I would also like to thank all of the READERS WHO COMMENTED DURING COLOUR WEEK - COLOUR WEEK IS NOTHING WITHOUT ITS AUDIENCE!!!!!!!!

May every week be a colourful week for us all!