The precarious predicament of a skirt pretending to be a parasol!

Just thought I’d play wordsmith for a second there! So spring is a tricky season to dress for. It causes a number of conundrums none more worrying than the ever-present threat of the ‘Flash attack’ a.k.a Marilyn Moment- minus the coy grin and perfect poise.
What usually befalls us poor women is the desperate clutching of our clothing as the cruel spring wind attempts to strip us of our dignity!
Gents don’t get let off lightly, I’ve seen you; desperately trying to maintain your perfectly preened ‘do!
My solution to the skirt fiasco is to clutch a clump of skirt in both hands whilst ducking and diving into alleyways if a particularly nasty gust attempts to catch me off guard! (Smart, eh?)
Sure I look like a crazy woman and sure I could just wear trousers but then why should I succumb to the British weather?
We should all embrace the windswept dishevelled look... to be fair it seems to work in Hugh Grant’s favour enormously.
Cat

The humble sandwich is celebrated!

It is officially national sandwich week and this should be celebrated! An authentic British snack, it is amazing to think of all the possible variations and fillings you can make to fulfil your hunger.
Although I'm partial to a fancy version every now and then- roasted vegetable, mozzarella and pesto panini for example- you can't go far wrong with a traditional cheese/ham/chicken salad or the good old bacon butty with lashings of ketchup.
One of the most basic snacks to make (and master the art of) the trusty sandwich will never go out of fashion!

Jenny