Who Is Goldfinch?

A lovely blogger very sweetly asked me in a comment recently: “Who is Goldfinch?”

Well…where do I begin?


I met Goldfinch in October 2017 and I warmed to him instantly. I wrote a post about the night I met him. It was the Saturday night when the clocks go back one hour. So I had an extra hour with Goldfinch. I will always think of him the night of the extra hour.

How I Used My Extra Hour Last Year

Goldfinch is a very wonderful man (although he does not like me to big him up too much) but he is very wonderful to me.

FinchCaramel (Melody Finch) was feeling rather blue really, just over two years after she was the victim of a serious crime. Prior to that crime, she had a very stressful situation which mushroomed into some pretty intense bullying, for over two years. Caramel was finding interaction with men ever so challenging! One lovely friend tried wining and dining Caramel in the hopes she would warm to him. But it was not the right time. Then there was another man, who seemed nice at first but then turned out to be quite a letdown. Aaah sigh!

GoldfinchI was actually in the Midlands, miles from home, and yet again had been let down by this man. Then all of a sudden there was Goldfinch, he just happened to walk in. Caramel was quite bowled over by Goldfinch. He was gorgeous. She fell completely into his arms and felt so happy and safe and warm. Goldfinch brought deep smiles and happiness to Caramel. But Goldfinch was always reminding Caramel that he was going to fly home to Australia.

two goldfinches.jpgAnd so the day came. It was much later than expected. Originally we thought it might be March 2018 when he would go But it was December 2018 when he returned to Australia. Plenty of time for Caramel to fall more deeply in love. Goldfinch helped Caramel feel she could fly again and made her far less blue. Flying next to Goldfinch was exciting and yet I felt safe.

That is not the whole story…but I don’t think you want another long long post from me on a Monday morning do you? So to the lovely blogger who asked me “Who is Goldfinch?”, the answer is, he was, and he is, my dream lover. And I am flying all the way to Australia to see him soon!

So from there it started. Me being smitten with a man I knew was soon to leave to go back to Australia. I have written many posts about Goldfinch and the awareness that he was going, but that I was very much in love with him.

There are a number of bloggers who have been lovely and supportive all the way through my romantic drama, but if you see my references to Goldfinch and have no idea what I am talking about, these posts might give you a bit more of an idea (there are more posts about Goldfinch, but I think this is more than enough):

Uncomplicated Love

What’s Even Worse Than Man-Flu?

I Guess I Am Your Buttery Toasted Teacake

Flight Of The Goldfinch

Perfect Day

Bee Mine! Bee My Little Baby!

One Of My Pathetic Attempts To Be Romantic

Does Anyone Know Who Won And What The Score Was Last Night?

Understanding What He Meant By “Hedonist”

The Jane Austin Effect

I Only Wanna Be With You

When Your Heart Is 10,100 Miles Away!

He Is Like A Dream

Sandwiched In Between A Wedding Reception And A Murder Mystery Weekend

Flying With Goldfinch

Next To Me Where You Should Be

Someday, When I’m Awfully Low…

Where Will I Be Without Him?

My Heart Just Did Something Like This

Could It Be Sweeter Than This?

Shamelessly In Love

When You Realize You Would Love To Grow Old With Someone


Think Of Me… Think Of Me Fondly

Can’t We Go Back To Page One And Do It All Over Again?

Doing Something You Don’t Really Want To Do

Could Someone Please Tell Me How On Earth To Say Goodbye To The Man You Are Head Over Heels In Love With?

Things I Never Even Wanted Until I Met Goldfinch

He Has Gone…


Wowie! A Whole Year For Me!

1 Year Anniversary Achievement


Happy Anniversary with WordPress.com!


You registered on WordPress.com one year ago.


Thanks for flying with us. Keep up the good blogging.


Well – I have to admit I am rather surprised at myself. I did not think I would still be writing on WordPress. I hate looking at my statistics page – but it tells me there are over 700 posts! Very kindly, it doesn’t tell me if any of them are any good!

What a year it has been. Some memorable events. I am so grateful for all your lovely comments while I was preparing myself to say goodbye to wonderful Goldfinch. And many thanks for letting me work through some of what has happened in connection with Jack. And I especially appreciate the support I received this year when I had a loss that I don’t believe I will ever forget.

internet romanceIt is only because of the encouragement and support of so many other bloggers, with whom I love interacting, that I am still doing this a year after I started. Lots of thanks and lots of hugs owed to many!

It is definitely other bloggers that are the highlight of having a WordPress site. So many lovely bloggers whose posts I look forward to popping up in my WP Reader.

  • My highlight of the year is definitely THE GREAT BLOGGERS’ BAKE-OFF
  • I love all the challenges created by Rory, creator of A Guy Called Bloke and K9 Doodlepip!
  • I love SHARE-YOUR-WORLD now hosted by Melanie, creator of sparksfromacombustiblemind
  • I love SONG-LYRIC-SUNDAY now hosted by Jim, creator of A Unique Title For Me
  • I am grateful for all the great bloggers who have hosted writing prompts that have inspired so many posts that I would never have written without them. Special thanks to the prompt hosts:

The Haunted Wordsmith

This, That, and The Other

Sarah Elizabeth Moore

Light Motifs II

Sue Vincent’s Daily Echo

and many many more!

I shall celebrate when I am home from work by finishing the posts I intend to schedule for publishing later this week.


Spring Is The Springboard To Fun


What does spring mean to me? The end of a long dark, cold, grey period which I always feel I have to endure and therefore end up comfort eating and being lazier than I would like.

Spring makes me feel excited and optimistic and energised. I am a summer girl through and through, but spring prepares me for what is to come. All sorts moves me to start sorting out my life, my schedule, my wardrobe, so that I can enjoy every moment of the warmer months to come.

My heart lifts when blossom appears and flowers of very colour. I find my smiles becoming abundant. There is a spring in my step and a song in my heart and I relish every moment of being awake. Spring means life and colour and warmth – and it’s a sign that there is lots of fun ahead!


This was my post in response to the writing prompt from Sarah Elizabeth Moore:


I Love Rock ‘N’ Roll

Jim Adams, aka Newepicauthor, the creator of A Unique Title For Me, is hosting SONG-LYRIC-SUNDAY and this week he has chosen the theme BOOGIE/ROCK/ROLLING STONE.

I am not going to say too much about this song, because it speaks for itself. Fantastic tune with the chorus lyrics and plenty of guitars. And this is not Britney…nope, it’s Joan! Joan Jett and The Blackhearts!

I have to say “ciao for now”, because I am going to be running round all day. Not in the London Marathon, but won’t be far off doing what they are doing.

I saw him dancing there by the record machine
I knew he must have been about seventeen
The beat was going strong
Playing my favourite song
And I could tell it wouldn’t be long till he was with me, yeah me
And I could tell it wouldn’t be long till he was with me, yeah me
Singing, I love rock and roll
So put another dime in the jukebox, baby
I love rock and roll
So come and take your time and dance with me
He smiled, so I got up and asked for his name
But that don’t matter, he said, ’cause it’s all the same
He said, “Can I take you home
Where we can be alone?”
And next we were moving on, he was with me, yeah me
Next we were moving on, he was with me, yeah me
Singing, I love rock and roll
So put another dime in the jukebox, baby
I love rock and roll
So come and take your time and dance with me
Ow!He said, “Can I take you home
Where we can be alone?”
Next we’re moving on, he was with me, yeah me
And we’ll be moving on and singing that same old song, yeah with me

Singing, I love rock and roll
So put another dime in the jukebox, baby
I love rock and roll
So come and take your time and dance with me

I love rock and roll
So put another dime in the jukebox, baby
I love rock and roll
So come and take your time and dance with

I love rock and roll
So put another dime in the jukebox, baby
I love rock and roll
So come and take your time and dance with

I love rock and roll
So put another dime in the jukebox, baby
I love rock and roll
So come and take your time and dance with

I love rock and roll
So put another dime in the jukebox, baby
I love rock and roll
So come and take your time and dance with me

Written By: Alan Merrill, Jake Hooker

Dawn’s Delightful Post

I very rarely re-blog anything. I think I have only ever done so once in fact in a whole year of blogging. But I have occasionally mentioned posts from other bloggers. I just figure you may have already read posts I like, and I don’t to keep re-blogging things you have already seen in your WP Reader.


…I read something I loved so much. My favourite post of all the posts I have managed to read this week belonged to Dawn, the creator of A Shared Space:


It is a short post…only eight short lines long, but it made me take a deep breath, so taken was I by it. I don’t want to ruin it for you. And I thought it better to give you a link straight to Dawn’s post rather that re-blogging it so you could read it on my site.



So Much To Look Forward To!

Melanie, the creator of sparksfromacombustiblemind, has been throwing some fascinating questions at us recently. I dealt with one of her questions (THE GRATITUDE CHALLENGE) in a post yesterday, and here are my answers to the rest of the questions in this week’s SHARE-YOUR-WORLD:


This is a long post by the way – I just get so carried away with Melanie’s questions! I know that many will be like me and struggling to keep up with all the posts from other bloggers in WP Reader, so please don’t feel obliged to read my long post!

I will sum it up for you right now:

  • I am very grateful for my past
  • I am content about my present, but would like to be back where I belong
  • I am very excited about the future

This week’s questions:

Was the last thing you read digital or print?

My travel itinerary for my trip to Australia in June! In fact, I have been reading it over and over again, along with my travel insurance policy and my e-visitor notification (visa to enter Australia).

I still can’t believe I am actually going! It still feels like a dream. It’s only when I look at my bank account I realize it is real.

Are you more an extrovert or introvert?

According to these personality tests I am an extrovert. I don’t quite understand in all honesty. I can be quiet, and I can happily enjoy my own company. I am not loud, I am quite mild really. But when I am with people I receive so much stimulus and I really thrive. I also contribute a lot. People keep me ticking. And I can chat away for hours about all sorts! Apparently all this puts me in the extrovert field.

I am not a huge fan of personality tests, I am not one for boxes and labels and categories when it comes to who I am. But I have done them when friends asked me to in the past, and I tend to have the same results each time…I am borderline carer/entertainer. I have copied the section below from another post I published a few months ago:

I have just had to google “Myers-Briggs” because I was not sure what it was. I have no idea. Looking at the descriptions…I think I might possibly be ESFJ or ESFP??? The description for both sound familiar. I do remember vaguely a friend getting me to answer a long list of questions, and after totting up the results, she told me I am an entertainer…crossed with something else?

The description of an ESFJ here is interesting…I will say this, I don’t feel any kinship to the Pope, Whitney, Elton or Barbara Walters! Yikes! But I have had all the jobs listed. The characteristics are true of me too.

But looking at the description of an ESPF, there are many things that tick the “me” boxes in this description also.

I think the big difference is the rules thing. I don’t mind rules. I don’t mind an established set of values, standards, ethics. I think without rules, things get really crazy, with everyone setting their own standards. It is a big security factor for me.

Hmm…I think I am one of the above, but I am not sure which. On other personality tests I have done over the years, I am always on the scale around helping or giving to other people / entertaining other people. Apparently, I like to make sure everyone is alright, and I also tend to perform and make sure everyone is enjoying things along the way. I like to keep people happy. However, I am not necessarily a people-pleaser, because I stick to my principles and don’t follow the crowd. I stay within the realms of what I feel is right and avoid offending people. After all, I love people.

I know I am not a leader, I am a supporter. If someone has an idea, I am good at working hard to make it happen. Goldfinch says I am a bear – as in a worker. I am also a very big communicator – probably too much. I like feedback – I thrive on someone saying “Well done! Good girl!” and when my conscience tells me that, I glow with joy!

How is your life different from what you imagined as a younger person?

farmers life for me.jpgIt depends how young we are talking. When I was five I thought we would all grow up and be farmers and farmers wives. I didn’t see anything beyond that. In fact I still don’t understand the way of life that humans live today. If we all spread out a bit, rather than living in cramped cities, and were each assigned some land (there is plenty of land to go around) and worked on caring for that land and cultivating it…we would probably all be happier and healthier, wipe out pollution and threats to our climate, and see our planet looking like the paradise it is meant to be.

construction clothesFrom the age of sixteen I have been devoted to unpaid volunteer work for various charities, local and international. Apart from the five years that I was a full-time international volunteer, the rest of the time I have worked on a part-time basis in various fields to earn my bread and butter. I expected to stay in full-time volunteer service for the rest of my life. What happened with Jack interfered with that.

So right now, I find myself again juggling unpaid voluntary work with work I do to earn enough money to pay my rent and buy food etc. Right now…I am taking one day at a time with a knowledge of my long-term goal, which influences my decisions and habits.

Do you think about dying?   Does death scare you?  Why or why not?

I don’t often think about dying. But I have contemplated what would happen if I died. I have tried to make sure my family would not be mortified by it.

Since the night I was attacked, it has occasionally been on my mind that the consequences of the head injuries I received could at any point cut my life short. It seems my attacker left me thinking I was dead. But when I have thought about that, I have done so constructively. It motivates me to make sure my life is in order, my laundry basket is empty, my bed is made, I have washed all my dishes, and I don’t owe anyone a penny. And I make sure I have good relationships with people. Why find yourself nearing death with regrets and burdens on your heart?

Does death scare me? No. Why not? Several reasons.

Firstly, I must point out that I believe life is an incredible gift and is immensely precious. I don’t take risks. I don’t engage in habits or practices that would harm my life. I would safeguard my life and show I appreciate it’s high value.

In my work in healthcare, I have been with a number of people when they died. I saw them take their last breaths and go to sleep. It was not easy. But I saw their pain end and that they were now at rest.

I accept the straightforward explanation of life and death in the scriptures. The first time I ever read the scriptures as a little girl, was after some close friends of our family had been killed in a car crash. I had many questions. I read the scriptures from cover to cover. I have re-read it at least twenty times since. One of my favourite parts was the end…the scene of a clean earth and a healed human family under the loving rulership of their Creator:

And He will wipe out every tear from their eyes, 

and death will be no more,

neither will mourning nor outcry nor pain be anymore…

– Revelation 21:4

adam and eve

The scriptures reassure us that death was never part of the Creator’s purpose for humans. It was only as a consequence of their wilful disobedience that the first two humans died. But that original purpose, for a happy healthy human family to live forever on a beautiful planet earth, was not something the Creator would give up on. He allowed the first two humans who had rejected His guidance to have children.

Those children would inherit the consequences of their parents’ decision, to rule themselves independently of their Creator. Mankind has groaned ever since. We have inherited those consequences that Adam and Eve suffered when they chose to go their own way: we get sick, we grow old and we die. Despite advancements in technology and the knowledge gathered in various fields, man is still plagued with enormous problems, that are increasing in intensity and causing many to feel overwhelmed by life’s stresses. On our own death is inescapable. Vitamins, pills, potions and all sorts of weird and wonderful diets do not beat death. Noone who has inherited “imperfect” life, as all of Adam’s children have, can cover the cost of what he lost.

None of them can ever redeem a brother 

Or give to God a ransom for him,  

(The ransom price for their life is so precious

That it is always beyond their reach)

– Psalm 49:7,8

However, from the moment the first two humans rejected the guidance of their Creator, He made arrangements to undo the results of their decision. He arranged for their children to be quite literally rescued from those devastating consequences including death. He would allow time to settle the issue of rulership.

He would also provide the price to cover what Adam had lost. The cornerstone of the Christian faith includes faith in a Messiah or Christ who would become the appointed King of the government the Creator would establish to undo all of the damage caused by human rulership. There is no doubt that the Creator’s government will provide a real education, a real justice system and a real health system, that will restore the human family to perfect health and happiness. In addition, he would give his perfect life in exchange for the perfect life that Adam lost.

For if by one man’s trespass many died, 

how much more did the undeserved kindness of God

and his free gift by the undeserved kindness of

the one man, Jesus Christ, abound to many!

– Acts 5:15

That provided the basis for something very wonderful.  If you are not familiar with the scriptures, you may not have heard of how important the death of the Christ was to buy back what Adam lost – the chance for the human family to live forever in perfect health on this beautiful planet. That’s what Adam lost, and that is what Jesus won for the human family. Because that price was paid, there is a legal basis to give life back to those who were born bearing the consequences of the terrible decision made by their parents…in other words all humans born after that rebellion.

In fact the scriptures describe how much our Creator is longing to restore life to those who have died:

If a man dies, can he live again? 

I will wait all the days of my compulsory service 

Until my relief comes.  

You will call, and I will answer you.

You will long for the work of your hands.

– Job 14:14,15

Did you know that the scriptures speak of two types of death? The vast majority of those who have died are very safe in the memory of the Creator. He is going to restore life to billions after His government has cleaned up this earth and rid it of corruption and cruelty. To illustrate how easy it will be for him to do this, time and time again the scriptures refer to death as sleep. It will be just as easy as waking someone up. You probably already know that the origin of the  word “cemetery” is that of a sleeping place or dormitory, a place to lie down.

When someone dies, there is usually a memorial service. Loved ones may attend to remember the deceased (usually to remember the positive things about that person). But imagine people being ashamed to have ever known you. Wouldn’t that be awful?

The scriptures also refer to those who have lived and died and yet the Creator has chosen not to remember them because of how thoroughly wicked they were. Now that kind of death is upsetting. To die with no hope of waking up. The thought of wilfully doing so much bad and hurting the Creator so much that He did not want to remember you. He would not want to restore your life in the future after he has cleaned up this earth and healed mankind. That would be awful.

Can you imagine a parent finding out their child had committed a heinous crime, showing blatant disregard for what is right and causing great harm to others? How grieved they must be. How sad for the Creator to feel so grieved by  what someone had done that he did not want to give them a second chance to live in a clean earth, free of corruption.

The scriptures mention the deaths of many humans…some who were known as good men and women, others who were known for doing wrong things. Good and bad, or righteous and unrighteous, but all born with a huge disadvantage, deprived of the kind of start that their Creator intended.

Most of us would have a degree of empathy with someone who had an abusive childhood and got involved in petty crime as an adult. We would probably recognize that deprived of the loving start a child should have, they may have struggled to develop good motives. But we would hope they could change with support. When our Creator looks at all of us, He sees that none of us have had a perfect start. How can we when we live in a world so out of harmony with what was intended for the human family? Even loving parents with the best of intentions might teach things that are not really true or in harmony with the way we were designed to live.

To undo this sorry state:

“there is going to be a resurrection of both the  righteous and the unrighteous”

– Acts 24:15

The Greek word translated “resurrection” literally means “stand up”. Billions will wake up from death and stand up. Since I first read the scriptures as a little girl, I have been looking forward to seeing the friends and family that have fallen asleep in death back with us. I realized as a child that the memory of the Creator who has wielded mind-boggling amounts of energy in this universe surely must be the safest place in the entire universe.

I also realized some time ago, that those who have died don’t even know it. Those of us who are alive are very conscious of death. We intensely miss those of our loved ones who have died. Any suffering our loved ones may have experienced before they died may linger with us for many years. But they are not conscious. They closed their eyes and next time they open them they will be full of life and much better than when they went to sleep. For them, they will not be aware of any passing of time. – Ecclesiastes 9:5,10

There are some momentous events ahead before those who have died will be woken up. Great changes ahead to make sure that all those resurrected are waking up to a clean earth and a happy peaceful human family. The best is yet to come! Tears of joy as the entire human family are restored to perfect life on this wonderful planet restored to paradise. Once the Creator’s original purpose for the earth is fulfilled – what next? Well, that is something we will have to wait and see…


 Who has been the kindest to you in your life?

window cleanerOh wow! How many people have been kind to me!! But the kindest of all – undoubtedly my parents!

I am grateful for their love and patience and constancy. They have been through some very tough times, but they are both hard-working, reliable, sweet, caring, humble and so much fun to be with.

kid in the kitchenI can’t thank them enough for all the lessons in life and giving us the best start in life.

I know I should not boast, but I do think that there is a strong possibility that I have the best parents ever!

And as well as my parents…there is a very long list of wonderful people who have been kind to me. How beautiful life is because of the people who make it special.

Wouldn’t That Be Idyllic?

Just a few days away from the rest of the world. I wouldn’t need to stay there forever. But just for a few days, I would love to have this little indulgence that I hope everyone would forgive me for. A great escape to someone special, somewhere remote, a little taste of paradise.

I love people, I need people, I thrive with people. But there is always someone who wants my attention, my help with something, for me to arrive earlier or stay later, or change my plans. I don’t really mind that. I am a very obliging person.

But just for a few days, I would like to be allowed a few days with just one man, Goldfinch, just he and I, cut off from the demands of the world. Far away from turbulence and strife and divisions. The peace and tranquillity and seclusion of some idyllic little nugget somewhere, anywhere – just so long as he was with me.

I would like to take in a deep breath and fill my lungs with freedom and everlasting joy. I would like to lay down in the soft white sand, with a cool breeze refreshing me and feel utterly safe, unable to remember any of my worries and completely confidant that life is going to be better and brighter and more beautiful.

Wouldn’t that be idyllic?


This was in response to THE ELEMENTAL CHALLENGE hosted by Teresa aka The Haunted Wordsmith:


It’s All A Mystery To Me

To me, all romance is a bit of a mystery. What is it that makes two people feel that spark which causes a whole cascade of emotions to ripple inside of them? It’s not just hormones. I am very aware of my hormones, and I keep meaning to work on a post about my hormones, but it isn’t just that.

The desire to share myself and the hunger for him. To know as much as I can, his preferences, his moods, his habits, his peeves. To want to know it, and to want to love it all. The whispering of words I would not dream of uttering to any other soul.

romantic mystery
Image by Alejandro Tuzzi from Pixabay

There is more, a mysterious more. A riddle that cannot be cracked. A magnetism beyond all detection. An invisible piece of string that is knotted around the core of two people and means they pull each other ever closely as they pull on each other’s hearts.

Have you ever been at a book store surrounded by attractive book covers, and then for some reason picked up a book that didn’t stand out amongst the rest. But as you read the summary on the back and the forward, something just drew you in. What is that something that captures your attention and stirs your appetite?

Why is that despite knowing plenty of physically attractive men who seem “nice” as far as I know them, one man can walk into a room and in a short time make a big enough impression to make me feel safer with him than anyone I have known for years? What is about all the interactions and communication between us that has left me beguiled and enchanted? Why is the time we have together never enough, but I am always left yearning for more?

Why is it that being in his arms, receiving his glances and kisses and touches feels pure, yet exquisite, while other men make me feel uncomfortable and defensive? Why does it feel as if we are performing a perfect harmony, while in reality we are only engaging in mundane actions? Eating together, walking together, sitting on the bus together. Yet it always feels thrilling.

It is a complete and utter mystery to me. It is delicious and dazzling romance. It is so far beyond hormones, I cannot fathom to explain it. But it is one of the highlights of life and energises me to do things I thought were impossible.



This post was in response to The Genre Challenge created by Teresa aka The Haunted Wordsmith:

Today’s randomly selected genre is: romantic mystery


The Gratitude Challenge

gratefulI have been working on my SHARE-YOUR-WORLD post for this week. But I have decided to split it up into two posts because it was growing mighty long!

So this is my post in response to one of the questions Melanie gave us, and tomorrow I will publish the rest of my SHARE-YOUR-WORLD for this week.

Melanie, the creator of sparksfromacombustiblemind, gave us a gratitude challenge as well as a gratitude question this week. So this post is my response to the gratitude challenge! This is Melanie’s original post:


…and this is what she said regarding THE GRATITUDE CHALLENGE:

I found this interesting challenge and did it myself.  I’m offering these questions as a gratitude challenge for those who care to do it.    You can answer in text or photo. 

(courtesy of https://ididnthavemyglasseson.com/2019/04/20/find-something/)

What a great challenge! So here is my attempt at THE GRATITUDE CHALLENGE!!!


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Goldfinch! I don’t need to explain do I!!


smiler 1

Why a genuine smile is the best thing to give to someone to make them smile!



As soon as I open my front door, I can smell the wisteria that grows up the side of the house next door. It looks so pretty and smells delightful.


I love looking at the stars! I don’t see many in London skies. So when I go somewhere that has less light pollution, I am transfixed by the stars. I wonder whether Goldfinch might find me some starry skies when I am with him in Australia.


I love paua shell – I love blues and green and greeny blues and bluey greens.


Where do I begin?


I love so much in creation!



Most of the gifts I give to other people are edible. I make cakes or biscuits (usually after checking what the favourite flavours of the recipient is).



All of these are very useful to me in different ways. I feel as if bras are probably the most important of these – I would not be willing to leave the house without one!


Great challenge isn’t it! Hope you are going to have a go too!

Properly Preparing For Spring


What do I do to prepare for spring? I don’t feel I was quite prepared enough for this unusually beautiful spring bank holiday weekend.

I opened my wardrobe and saw too many wool sweaters and cardis, long sleeved tops,  jersey dresses, and there was not a single pair of shorts!

This weekend has been utterly gorgeous. I had two days in the sun. I had to work on Saturday and I have to work for six hours today. Have to keep thinking about bringing in more pennies towards the Australia fund!

IMG_20181010_171036.jpgBut I have realized I need to finish off packing my winter clothes away (I made a start a few weeks ago). I have already pulled out my storage bags from under the bed and I found some beautiful dresses. I want to fill my wardrobe with floral prints and floaty fabrics.

And I am also finding clothes that will be useful for my trip to Australia.

I also need to sort out my sun-glasses. I broke two pairs last year. I have two other pairs, but where are they? I need to hunt for them because after being out in the sun I had terrible head pain.

Well…I have to make sure I am already for next time we have a burst of beautiful weather here in England.


This was my post in response to the prompt from Sarah Elizabeth Moore: