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Sunday, March 18, 2012


Okay, so the last post was a bit of a cop out, I realise.  It's all very well telling you about the latest shopping find, but that doesn't tell you anything about what I've been up to.

I could tell you about the plans to turn part of the house into self-catering holiday accommodation (Mr. P is tiling as I write).  I could tell you about the fab new WI that's being set up.  I could tell you about the green curry I've just made (only a day late for St. Patrick's day).  I could tell you about the interview that I have on Tuesday.  I could tell you about the garden which is being whipped into shape by two very nice men who are working their way through their own weight in teabags, or the bike ride I took this morning along the wetland path.

But I won't.  Instead I will tell you that I have had the best news.  I am to have a short story published.  It's just a small literary journal - not exactly the New Yorker, you understand.  But still.  Someone who knows nothing about me has read something I've written and likes it enough to want it for their magazine.  Shucks.

I almost don't want to tell anyone in case they've made a mistake.  But I have read and re-read the email and it seems that yes, they like my story very much and will be sending me along a proof to check before it goes to press.  So, there you have it.  I am a writer.  The man says so.


Wednesday, March 7, 2012


No, no, this won't do at all!  If I'm going to have a blog, the very least I can do is write in it once in a while, no?  And I can't even give you a decent excuse, beyond, well, you know, stuff and nonsense getting in the way.  Sorry.  Sniff.

Right, so what have you all been up to?  Me - I'm beginning to think we made a big mistake buying the House by the Sea. It's fast becoming apparent that what we should have bought was a house boat.  Yes indeed.  It has rained since Sunday, pretty much non-stop.  Living in the dryest county in England, I know I'm supposed to think that's A Good Thing.  But enough now.  Really.

So I thought you might like a little injection of colour.  Those who've dropped by NKK before must be wondering how I'm managing without my favourite store.  Well, fear not.  It hasn't taken me long to find Suffolk's answer to Anthropologie.

 Snape Maltings is 5 minutes' drive from where I live.  There's a rather lovely looking walk across the wetlands from my town to Snape, and if it ever stops raining, I may even drag Mr. P out for a ramble, with promises of cake at the other end.

It's one of the main attractions in the area as it hosts an impressive series of musical events throughout the calendar.  Cunningly, the developers also realised its retail potential.
So now it houses everything from garden products to furniture, with lots of pretty frou frous wherever you look.

And isn't this enamel chandelier affair just the business?

 It's the kind of place you take visitors to, have lunch overlooking the vast shop floor and then come away with the perfect little something to take home as a momento.  So you see, Anthropologie fans need not worry.  I am right at home.

Back soon, I promise.


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