How to lose a bank holiday in one idea

This post is not as cryptic as it may seem. When Chris asked me on Friday what plans I had for the weekend, I has a list of maybes. The one firm plan I had was to spend Bank Holiday Monday in practising my sewing skills and making the Bette dress from Sew Magazine. Well, you know all about best laid plans! I then proceeded to think that this weekend would be an ideal time to finally clear out the junk that has been collecting stealthily in our attic, and do a car boot sale.

Sunday passed in a blur of loft ladders and long forgotten posessions, and by the time tea time rolled around I was dead on my feet. This morning I prised myself out of bed at the unholy hour of 6am (even earlier than I get up for work) and set off to a well known car boot sale. Only to find that due to the inclement weather during the night it was cancelled.

However, the car boot angels were obviously working for double pay this morning, as a fellow car booter wound their window down and offered to show me another venue. Off we went along the M55 and I found myself on the outskirts of Blackpool by 7.15.

Five hours later, I had £129, a rosy face from the wind and rather less junk than I had set off with - not bad for a morning's work!

If only there was such a thing as Bank Holiday Tuesday, I might actually get that dress made!

Sensible September is nigh

Chris and I have decided that the time has come to have a few weeks of sensibility in terms of food. We both lost a considerable amount of weight a few years ago, and since then have sat back with our chocolate and crisps and watched it creep ounce by ounce back onto our bodies, all the while never intending allowing it to stay. However, there comes a point in time (usually where you find that your baggy jeans look like poorly fitting skinny jeans) where you have to say enough is enough, and take action.

Today we sat down with a diary and several recipe books (or rather, I sat down with the recipe books while Chris played Madden 2010 and contributed with the occasional "mmm, yes") and planned out our meals for the next two weeks. Armed with a shopping list we hit Morrisons and bought all of the necessary ingredients.

Doing well, you might think. Not quite - we then had a rather big sandwich each, followed by a cake. Then we hit the hut for our tea.

Got to enjoy our last few days before September hits! Tomorrow its the roast chicken and stuffing that we should have been eating today.