Showing posts with label Meirionwen. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Meirionwen. Show all posts

Tuesday, 14 March 2017

Pink Velvet



Hanging on the wardrobe in a garment bag is my prized pink velvet 1950's coat.
It cost me £10.
I don't often wear it as bright cherry brandy pink is quite the statement and you need perfect weather to wear it:
Cold, as it's a coat
But not cold enough that you need to button it
A perfect day with no threat of rain to ruin the velvet.



Tuesday of last week dawned bright and sunny, it was the perfect day for my coat. I wore my butterfly skirt, a twinset and pearls, both nan me downs, aurora borealis vintage earrings, a vintage chiffon hair scarf and my new to me black patent heels which I got recently from a charity shop in town for £7.25.

Andy wanted to go and see a man about fixing his guitar, or some such musician nonsense. I went along for the ride but consequently ended up sat in the car for half an hour. It was a beautiful day and how much nicer I thought it would be to be sat waiting in Meirionwen than our every day car. We had already seen a classic Saab sat outside a pub, so it was evidently the perfect day for taking a classic car for a spin. But I wasn't sat in Meirionwen, so I had to make do with watching a family of buzzards high in the sky, calling to each other as they caught the thermals.

So, when Andy finally emerged from seeing the man, the actual man, not the man that upset so many people in the past, It's the fault of The Man, man! The Man! Nor was it The Man who Lou Reed was waiting for in that famous Velvet Underground song.

Anyway. Once he was out, we set off at my request and collected Meirionwen. Her first proper run since September. We headed into Surrey as I wanted to go to a bespoke jewellers. Last year at out first classic car show I won a £50 gift voucher for said jewellers but couldn't actually afford any premade pieces he offered, so I returned with a labradorite cabochon and asked if he could do something with it so I could wear it as a pendant. He's going to sketch some ideas for me, so that's exciting.

It was fun walking back to Meirionwen in the sunshine as my coat looked vivid!
Oh the stares!

This done and dusted, we went for a little drive and ended up back near here at a pub we like. It's perfect for taking a classic car to, you often see them there in the summer. We had a drink there and then emerged into a cloudy overcast carpark and I hadn't even got a picture of my beautiful coat! And crikey O'Reilley, it was COLD! I was actually shivering.

Can you tell I was absolutely freezing?
Thankfully, as Meirionwen's engine is so far back under the bonnet,
she's actually toasty warm inside.

Shame it was such a gloomy point in the day as the pink just isn't popping here.


Andy, who is desperately in need of a haircut, claims date night this week is him taking me along to the barber so he can have his hair cut the way I like it ... aren't I spoiled?


Wednesday, 1 March 2017

Our Welsh Wonder!

Happy St Davids Day From Meirionwen, our Welsh beauty!

  



  

Wednesday, 7 December 2016

It's Christmas!




I love Christmas.
I love December.
I actually prefer this time of the month as I love the run up more than the actual day I think, as I thrive on the anticipation.


These are some of our decorations, taken at about 6.30am this morning.
Odd that our sofa is plunged into darkness here!

That's Elvis Tree on the left, it was once white but has now gone an odd bronze colour which I am fine with, but it drives Andy nuts.
On the right, in the window is Elderly Tree. Andy got this the November after we met, so his place would be Christmassy when I visited. It's a little tired looking without the decorations, but it feels wrong to leave it in the cupboard or throw it away, so we have two trees! Three if you include Yarn Tree.

Yes that is a mesh gate in front of the tree protecting the side table.
Bunnies.
🐰 🐰
Enough said I believe.
But I want to replace it with a portion of low picket fence, it'll look nicer.




As ever, atop the tree is Bataella the Snow Bat.


These are the bunnies decorations, taken a bit later, hence daylight!
They have stockings and I crocheted them a garland.
Once upon a time I made the bunnies paper chains.
They waited roughly ten days before tearing them down and eating them.
This is just their sleeping pen by the way. It cuts down on sleepy-time shenanigans. When we go out, an extension is added and the rest of the time they free range all over the place and on the furniture.


My lovely Father Christmas decorations.
Note that the one on the right is stood on a house. 
I feel he is bordering on being scarier than Krampus.



This camel was a cat sitting gift from the Middle East and he comes out every Christmas.


And here's Wilf wearing Andy's Christmas hat.
A pumpkin is for life, not just Halloween.



In other Christmassy news, we watched what I think is one of my favourite Christmas films over the weekend, the 1949 Holiday Affair, starring Robert Mitchum. We also saw the 1947 Miracle on 34th Street and will likely watch the 1994 version some time this week.

And of course, we still have Bad Santa to watch!
Yay for Billy Bob Thornton!
This one is Andy's favourite Christmas film, and oh he is annoyed they made a sequel!



And in non-Christmassy news, Meirionwen is all booked in for next years London to Brighton classic car run!
How exciting! I am to be navigator, despite me getting terribly travel sick if I try and read while in a moving car, and we may end up in Scotland rather than Brighton as my sense of direction is shocking, but still, exciting!
I am peeved though, that there was no room on the application form for the name of the navigator, just driver. The only spot to even mention my name was in the fifteen words or less box for details about driver and car. Meirionwen took up the whole fifteen words all by herself.


Oh and yes, I have worn tinsel on my head like a hat, so it's officially Christmas!


Thursday, 22 September 2016

Meee-ooow!





A car show where you're positively encouraged to dress for your car?
Oh yes please, me, me, me!



WHAT ANDY WORE:

Sunglasses, Shirt and Trousers - Retail
Sleeveless Cardigan - Vintage Hand Knit
Boots - Vintage

WHAT I WORE:
Me Made Hat
Vintage Clip On Earrings - Charity Shop
Vintage Crystal Necklace - Gift
Leopard Print Dress - Lindy Bop
Cincher Belt - Hell Bunny
Organdy Petticoat - eBay
Gloves - Retail
Kitten Heeled Shoes - Retail
Vintage Handbag with Glove Clip - Charity Shop & Etsy

Black Swing Jacket - Gift
Vintage Brooch - Charity Shop

Taken once home. Note, different shoes.



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I was a little nervous to be honest. I kept asking Andy if I was overdressed for a Sunday morning in Surrey. He said I just looked like I hadn't gone home from the previous night! I suggested I take a champagne glass with me.

Anyway, we set off, following a red Jaguar for most of the way and upon arrival, the compliments for Meirionwen began before we had even parked. The event was at a rural life museum, so we had to drive all the way round, through countless classic cars, to get to our shady little parking spot.




Andy wasn't best pleased to be under a tree, but I didn't want to park with the MGB's. Meirionwen is NOT an MGB, she is a Gilbern GT, so we parked next to a little assortment of cars including a Wolseley and an Austin A35. The Wolseley just so happened to be owned by a gentlemen who also belongs to the classic car club we joined recently and only two weeks back, we sat in his Morris 8! I was wondering why he looked so familiar!




One man came up to me after looking around Meirionwen and leaned forward in a secretive manner. "Prettiest car in the whole show," he said quietly, before going on his way.

Prettiest ❤

We get this a lot. She may not have won mayors choice, a Lanchester won that title, but if there were a Prettiest Car category, I'm sure she would win hands down.




I went for a wander and was asked if I was after winning the Best Dressed Prize by one of the marshals. Now wouldn't that be nice, I said.

I LOVED this Model A Ford.


Willys Knight.



I found it increasingly difficult to walk in kitten heels on sandy ground and grass, but I managed pretty well all in. Some people said I should have worn trainers. Really? Trainers? I don't even own trainers. And even if I did, trainers and this outfit?

Alvis.




Saw this fabulous 1930's Jubilee Caravan. It was so cosy inside, but when I went back with my camera, someone was sat inside, so I couldn't exactly poke my camera in when they were having lunch!
It even had leaded windows in an art deco sunburst design!




Met some nice people in the Vauxhall Cresta Club area, including this lot ...




who were joking that Andy was going to buy me this Vauxhall for my birthday, seeing as I was so taken by it!



More lovely cars.

Vauxhall Cresta



Ford Mustang



Dodge.
I think a 1950 Dodge Coronet, but I'm not 100% sure.


Ford Thunderbird.
1960?


Daimler Dart


Mercedes Fintail


Jaguar Mark II



A Hurricane and a Spitfire went over, part of the Battle of Britain Memorial Flight. I overheard someone telling someone else about it, then in the painful walk back to Meirionwen, I promptly forgot about it and besides, I'd lost the heel cap from one of my shoes, so couldn't walk properly anyway. I was sat in Meirionwen, chatting to someone and then heard a loud rumble and managed to poke my head out just in time to see the two planes buzzing the event! I will never tire of seeing such things!

It was then I remembered I had spare shoes in the boot! Yay! Nowhere near as glam as my snub nosed kitten heels, but the shoeless can't be choosers and at least I could walk.
I knew I was never going to make it back where these beauties were when I spotted them, so took a snap on my phone. Good job I did.

Ford Edsel and a Chrysler


Um .. police car. That's all I have to offer!


Nice RAF type with his spiffy car.


And no, no we did not win best dressed, a couple in ARP and nurse uniforms won. Andy started his running commentary as we headed back to Meirionwen. "And Melanie takes down the nurse ..." I'm not competitive whatsoever, but to be fair, I did think popping on a uniform was an easy option, but that's just my opinion.

"It's a microlight!" says Melanie, once home, pointing enthusiastically.
That, or a pterodactyl.

Squinty McSquinterton at your service ma'am!


Sunday, 11 September 2016

That Was The Week That Was

So what have I been doing this week ... what have I been doing?

I was going to have a go at crocheting a cardigan, but overwhelmed myself looking at yarn. I found it so confusing, that I just ended up petting yarn and left with a solitary white ball in order to finish off my shell scarf. I finished crocheting aforementioned shell scarf this week. Yes, it is short, but I only wanted a shortie scarf as I wear it with my me made 1950's repro jacket.







I have been hankering after making another hat for an absolute age and even scrounged out a scrap of black cotton for the base. As we have a car show we are attending with Meirionwen on Sunday, I thought it was the perfect time to act upon this whim. I had already decided to wear my leopard dress, as it's one of my warmer ones and wanted the hat to wear with it..While perusing yarn in the week, I moved on to the ribbons and was gleeful when I found leopard print ribbon! Well cheetah print actually but fortuitously, it goes rather well with my dress. I then couldn't find the black cotton, so went rooting through my stash and unearthed some black jersey to use as the base. I then found I had misplaced the pattern I used last time. I have the envelope but the pieces I need have gone AWOL, so I had to do my usual trick of winging it. So, I also finished making my hat this week. I am just waiting for the hat elastic to arrive. It's a little hard to make out, but it's one of those 1950's style ones that wrap around the head. Unfortunately it doesn't photograph well.


Bet Lynch ...






and Mildred Roper would be proud of me!






On Wednesday we took Meirionwen to a classic car meet on Hayling Island. That was fun! A lady there asked me if I was with The Renegades and at first I was a wee bit confused, but then remembered Portsmouth has an American Classic Car Club called The Solent Renegades and she assumed from the way I was dressed, that I was with one of the American beauties in attendance.

It was a beautifully warm evening, the only negative being I got bitten a couple of times by mosquitoes. Boooooo! Lordy, the bites are sore! I have one huge onee on the back of my neck, hiding under a giant plaster and daubed in Benadryl cream as it's so itchy and I can't  be trusted to leave it alone and I have another, bigger and angrier bite on my foot which has caused my ankle to swell. It itches like the devil and is also very sore. Over the top of the Benadryl I am swathed in a bandage as we have no plaster big enough to cover it and Bob likes to groom my feet bless him, so it's to both stop me itching the horrid thing and to stop Bob ingesting medicated cream.

But anyway ...

1958 Cadillac and an Austin Cambridge.


MG Magnette. This was what we were looking to buy before we snapped Meirionwen up.


Cadillac fins and back end of the Austin Cambridge.


Ford Consul. The sun was going down and in person, you could see the beautiful colours reflected off of the bonnet.



While at the car meet, I took a photo of the moon. Look at the mooooooon! Isn't she beautiful!



The Goodwood Revival is in our neck of the woods this weekend and on Thursday, Andy said he'd seen Thumper, the Lancaster Bomber, flying over. I pouted a bit, as I had missed her. Then on Friday he called from work to say Thumper was heading my way! I ran outside, could hear her, but couldn't see her. I had the common sense to move, then saw her moving away from me, flanked by two small planes which I think were a Spitfire and a Hurricane. They then took a left turn and circled around where I live and passed very low behind the houses at the end of our cul de sac. I ran ... actually ran dear readers ... to the end to see if I could spot her again, but alas, no photos for me. But when I did see her, I watched from the comfort of my bird table. Next to. Not on, in case you wondered! It's always such a treat to see a Lancaster Bomber.