Showing posts with label red telephone box. Show all posts
Showing posts with label red telephone box. Show all posts

Sunday

Something beginning with W...

Weekend In The Countryside...

This weekend, we spent a gorgeous few days in the countryside with the lovely, lovely Macphersons to celebrate our nephews eighteenth birthday with a massive house party.
It was The. Best. Weekend. Ever.
Wellies, and fields, chickens and dogs, great food, great company, and it was lovely to see the boys so free, roaming around fields.
They spent their days looking for chicken eggs, collecting wood for the fire, learning to use an axe, running free, playing with dogs, stomping around in their wellies, and staying up late drinking hot chocolate by the fire.
It just don't get better than that....

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SATURDAY


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The night of Harry's Party and we ordered some snow from the big guy especially for him. ;)










Words can't even explain how excited I was to stumble across this London telephone box, which had found it's way to Fyfield, and is now crammed full of books and employed as a library.


FRIDAY


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THURSDAY




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Here's to weekends in the Countryside.
And to the Macphersons. X

Something beginning with M...

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 My very own London Telephone Box. :)

I don't know what it is about me and the London phone box, but there has always been a big ol (telephone box shaped) place in my heart and my life for one.
Sadly, I don't have the many, many, maaany pennies that will make one magically materialise in my living room.

But wait! What's this?
Last week I stumbled across this (happiness-inducing) life size poster of the big red fella.

And today I have spent the day teetering on a stool, taking my little retro phone off the wall, wrestling with a giant poster, and....

...Ta Daaaaaaa! *Happy dance*

Okay, so technically it's made out of paper...
But it IS a shiny red telephone box in my living room.
It DOES makes me as happy as happy can be.
It was six pounds instead of two and a half big ones.
AND it doesn't smell of wee wee.
Everyones a winner.

(If anyone needs me, I'll be on the phone....)



Here's hoping your Sunday makes you as happy as big red London phone boxes make me.
Happier even. :)

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