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Monday, 23 June 2014. Why I think I might start drumming. Every now and then I hear other parents tell me - not seldom without a poorly hidden despondency in their voices - that they have just bought a drum kit for their child, because said child really, really. Wants to become a drummer. I have often wondered how I would react if one of my boys presented this idea to me. Glorious, GLORIOUS part of this home, housing the indoor swimming pool. I am not sure I would jump up and down with joy. Yes, why not?
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The Swenglish Home: September 2013
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Sunday, 15 September 2013. The winds are changing. Today when I went for my morning walk, the fields were full of sheep, crows and autumn. The sheep, who usually greet me with cheerful baah-baahs, were surprisingly silent. Perhaps they thought that the croaking wall of sound from the black feathers was enough noise for a Sunday morning, perhaps they were simply contemplating the changing seasons. Wishing you all the most wonderful autumn days! Helena, The Swenglish Home. Friday, 6 September 2013. The sum...
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The Swenglish Home: November 2014
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Wednesday, 5 November 2014. Dearest blog readers,. A quick hello from the land of dormant blogs. Thank you so much for all of your lovely greetings, both here and in emails. You have really touched me with your kindness! Many of you have also asked to see the inside of my new home. So perhaps it is time for a little sneak peak? Yes, there is an inside to this little cottage. A work in progress, you might say. An interior that is yet to be Helenafied, or Swenglified. The potential is there. Some of my pho...
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The Swenglish Home: July 2014
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Wednesday, 16 July 2014. Dear blog readers,. Have you entered the summer "lull" yet,. The lazy days,. The stopping what you are doing long enough to spot the most wonderful of growing inspiration,. Of "Nothing Is Impossible" and two fingers in the air to anyone who says. Poppies cannot grow out of a dry stone wall if they feel like it. Is your home-made elderflower cordial drunk yet,. Drunk with sparkling water to the tune of the ice cubes clinking and clanking in the glass,. I do stop to smell the roses.
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Thursday, 31 October 2013. Dearest blog readers,. Now how did that happen? As for you, dear readers, I wish you all the best, hoping you are enjoying many revitalising autumn walks and special moments with friends and family. The season for going a little candle crazy is here, so bring out the hot chocolate and the fluffy throws! Helena, The Swenglish Home. Kerrie of sea cottage. 1 November 2013 at 03:35. So enjoy whatever train you are on and return only when your heart leads you. Greetings, RW and SK.
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The Swenglish Home: June 2014
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Monday, 23 June 2014. Why I think I might start drumming. Every now and then I hear other parents tell me - not seldom without a poorly hidden despondency in their voices - that they have just bought a drum kit for their child, because said child really, really. Wants to become a drummer. I have often wondered how I would react if one of my boys presented this idea to me. Glorious, GLORIOUS part of this home, housing the indoor swimming pool. I am not sure I would jump up and down with joy. Some of my ph...
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The Swenglish Home
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Thursday, 10 April 2014. Dear blog readers,. It has now been an eternity or two since I last resurfaced,. And many are you who have sent kind messages during my web absence. Thank you so much! Days became months and before I knew it,. Five whole months had gone by without a sign of Swenglish life. But not to worry, there is still life here. Although with the winter storms came other winds too. And of these winds, I might perhaps speak soon. Until then, may your paths be lined with spring blossom,. I wish...
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The Swenglish Home: October 2013
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Thursday, 31 October 2013. Dearest blog readers,. Now how did that happen? As for you, dear readers, I wish you all the best, hoping you are enjoying many revitalising autumn walks and special moments with friends and family. The season for going a little candle crazy is here, so bring out the hot chocolate and the fluffy throws! Helena, The Swenglish Home. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Click on the image to visit my Interior Styling and Photography website. Out in November 2012. Our home featured in.
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The Swenglish Home: May 2014
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Thursday, 8 May 2014. Scruffy shed at the back of the garden? Nothing that a few pots of lavenderishious loveliness and a couple of. Gently green garden chairs (from ASDA) cannot fix. My peaceful friend joined me in the move from the old house. And now enjoys the scents of summer from the perfumed plants,. Whilst contributing to 'the calm and the cosy'. In this little corner of contemplation. The view from the chairs or the bench above? I am - again - humbled by your kind words,. Thank you all SO much!
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The Swenglish Home: July 2013
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Friday, 26 July 2013. Now, many are the eyebrows that might now be raised a little higher than usual in front of the computer screens. Turquoise, she says? Aqua colours in the Swenglish home? Perhaps this is why, during a visit to Camden Market in London at the beginning of the summer, I was surprised to see myself point at this large piece of fabric and say "could I have that one please? And a moment later find myself in the street a few pounds shorter but with a bag full of aqua-coloured joy? So, from ...
