The Westbank LDN Gallery
is one of those places I notice as I sit on the top deck of a double-decker bus.
Occasionally I’ll see artists in the gallery forecourt working and it’s always piqued my curiosity, so today I thought, ‘why not go in’. I’m glad I did.
soaps by bomb cosmetics
My mates Em and Mel have been going to Vitality for years and say they love it, so this year I joined them, Em’s daughter A and two more mates.
Now, I’m a ‘low maintenance’ kind of gal, and I’ve declared 2102 the year of Fiona (yes I’m Fiona♥). This being my year I’ve decided to ‘up’ my maintenance level and be more ‘girly’. This means buying cosmetics, not just buying face cream because it’s on special offer, and taking better care of my hair (more on that in future blogs). I thought the Vitality show at Earls Court would be a good transitional step and I would leave the show with bulging bags.
Broadcasting House is the headquarters and registered office of the BBC in Portland Place, London, England, UK. It is home to BBC Radio 3, BBC Radio 4, and BBC 7. At the front of the building are statues of Prospero and Ariel (from Shakespeare’s The Tempest) by Eric Gill. (Photo credit: Wikipedia
This week I went to the recording of the 30 minute weekly satirical news sketch show Newsjack at BBC Broadcasting House.
Serious vintage shopping
A beautiful sunny Sunday in London, so full of the joys of spring I trip the light fantastic to Anita’s Vintage Fashion Fair at 20th Century Theatre, Westbourne Grove. One of the great things about this particular vintage fashion fair is that it’s a hop and a skip from my flat. Continue reading
Beauty at my bus stop
I set off
Usual scenario: Sunday morning and I had no real plans so I decide to take a walk down memory lane.
It’s a lovely sunny day in London and when the sun’s out I make the most of the day. For some time now I’ve thought about visiting Gladstone Park. So off I go!
Memories! Like the corners of my mind.
Gladstone Park played a major part in my childhood. I remember taking part in a sponsored walk around its perimeter as a school girl (the charity was Help the Aged if I remember correctly). At college, studying for my diploma and A level Art it was a 10 minute walk away at the bottom of Brook Road. A few years later I took my niece to the park when she still had training wheels on her bike.
My college has long since gone (knocked down for housing) but I still remember the park fondly. Continue reading