Tuesday 16 August 2011

Tea Towel Tizzy

It's not every day that I get asked to review some tea towels......

Yes, dear readers, you read that correctly, little old moi has been asked to choose and review two tea towels from All Tea Towels.co.uk and what's even better, I get to keep them!  How exciting is that!

What I like about tea towels is that they're almost like a little work of art in your kitchen!

Get a load of the first beauty that I chose.

Cutesy gingham border:

Pretty floral background:

And a slogan right up my street:

What's not to love?

I may have mentioned that my cake baking is not my forte.  My cakes tend to resemble hard, dry, old biscuits - not dissimilar to the hard, old biscuit that I blogged about in my previous post.  Oh, and by the way, to those of you who mentioned dunking.  Yes, I did dunk the biscuit in my cup of coffee - it was still rock hard (and absolutely tasteless).

Anyway, back to teatowels.  My second teatowel features an image from a Ladybird book (I'm a big fan and a collector of Ladybirds):

I'm a big fan of boiled eggs too!

Both tea towels are 100% cotton, fabulous quality and I'm very pleased with them.  Go check out the All Tea Towels.co.uk website.  They have an immense collection and they even have a "Nostalgic and Retro" range.  Free p&p to UK residents too!

Between you and me, dear readers, I could get used to this reviewing lark.  If anyone would like me to review the iPad 2, I'd be happy to oblige......

Anyway, my tea towel collection is coming on a treat.  As well as my two new additions above, I've struck lucky in the charity shops recently:

This is my favourite

As part of Lakota's fabulous Faith, Hope and Charity Shopping Swap thingy, I received this bunch of goodies from my swapping pardner, Land Girl (many thanks Old Bean):

And, if that little lot wasn't enough, there were tea towels too:

Well, I don't know about you, but I'm a little tea-towelled out.  Luckily, I'm off on holiday (again) to recover from all the excitement!  Bye bye, dear readers, or, as they say in the part of the world that I'm going to, Nasvidenje!  xxxxxxxxxxxx

Thursday 11 August 2011

Holiday Shenanigans

Hello dear readers.  

I've decided not  to rant on about the hideous goings-on perpertrated by morons up and down the country.  Many bloggers have posted about this far more eloquently than I ever could.

So, er hem, where was I?  Oh yes, I'm going to bore you into submission, instead, with a few pics from our holidays near Aachen, Germany and Namur, Belgium.

An interesting objet d'art:

We visited Maastricht in Holland for a day and this is Mr J and P posing outside a house in which he squatted for 9 months back in days gone by:

Look at the aged rebel in his battered straw hat & Hawaiian shirt.  Doesn't he cut a dash?

A bit of grafitti art:

We visited a brewery and this is what we drank:

Dinant is a very pretty town on the banks of the Meuse:

A view from the citadel

It's famed for its biscuits.

Moulded into various shapes and sizes, these are the "hardest" biscuits in Europe.  Let me tell you,dear readers, these cookies do not readily crumble.

We bought one of a man in an aeroplane and here is a piccy of Little Miss and her cousin just before we attempted to sink our teeth into it.

It was rock hard and completely tasteless plus it cost a whopping 7 euros (yes, that's nearly 7 of your good pounds)!  We was robbed I tell you.  Back in the olden days, neighbourly disputes were settled by the protagonists throwing these biscuits at each other to inflict maximum pain.  According to Mr J and P, the winner was declared a jammy dodger after over-crumbing the opposition......  Sorry, dear readers, he's not the full packet today.........OK, I'll stop these terrible biscuit puns immediately.

An interesting "shop", selling kinky boots, perhaps, or in Mr J and P's blunt words - "a sado-masochist house of ill repute".  Yikes!

And on that note, dear readers, I have to dash, I'm hobnobbing with some of the mums from school tonight (geddit????  hobnob?).  OK, I'm going now.....  Bye bye xx