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What’s in my fridge is perhaps a post for another day. A day after I’ve been to the Londis. But what is on the door? … ah, that I’m about to (real) reveal. In principal I don’t really like things on fridges. But in reality I have no office, no pin board, and I work at the little yellow Formica table in the kitchen. So the fridge is what I glance up at, and it’s a place of inspiration, reminders and, er, stuff I don’t want to lose. You ready?
It started just with the lady in the middle…
She’s my inspiration for practical Spring 2013 daywear. I’m typing this in a knitted fruit turban, so that one paid off…
More inspiration. A postcard that just fell out of a book. It’s of The Minack Theatre, west Cornwall, a place where I watched many plays and was in some too, as a child. The most beautiful theatre in the world. And look at the colours of the sea, and the pink thrift.
A cutting from the Cornishman, illustrious paper of my home town. It’s all about a dispute over whether St Ives town council should put up a plaque commemorating the hippies that they tried to run out of town in the 60s.
An image entitled “The Madame Hadley School of Dance’s at Streatham Baths, 1935.” Food for thought…
And lastly a quote from an article about some lab where they store washed up whales. They weighed the dust! So that, and a flyer for a local sash window company, is what lives on my fridge. Possibly more revealing than the contents of my handbag. What’s on yours?
About 18 months ago we ran a post about 549 Lordship Lane in Dulwich – a crumbly ruin that I discovered, with surprise, is architecturally significant. Built in 1873 by Charles Drake, it’s Grade II listed and the only surviving example of a 19th Century concrete house. Read more about it here.
I’ve just been past it on my bike and can reveal that it now looks like this…
A transformation don’t you think? Proper ‘leafy Dulwich’ with a new wrought iron railing out front, landscaping and everything. I used to cross the road for fear of rats running at me – Lord knows what the builders found when they started clearing the site – but I was proper close today with my camera.
When it’s finished, the building will contain five social housing flats and I’ll be admiring it en route to our favourite cafe in the hills.
AKA Millport. I posted before about the wonderfully preserved 50s Ritz Cafe in Millport, the tiny and only town on the Scottish island of Cumbrae. Well I finally got to visit. A May weekend that was hot enough to swim, on a deserted beach where no one could hear me yelling. I went to The Ritz and had peas and vinegar out of a Beryl Ware bowl. I looked out across the water to other islands, by day and by night. And when I came back to London I hated everything and didn’t want to speak or hear a car ever again. OK, so that didn’t last, but to try to recreate the effect here are my uninterrupted pictures of Millport. It was the colours that were so amazing. The sand was pink, the pink of the last house here. Imagine…
New online magazine A Very Good Place has launched. Edited by Clare Gogerty, the title encapsulates its aims to showcase considered, environmentally conscientious design and ways of living. I’ve been lucky enough to work with three of the people behind it (you can read about them all here) so I think it’s lovely. But actually, it is also lovely.
It’s split into five parts – including a hearty houses section called To Live – and the inclusion of films and shareable content makes the magazine feel genuinely online. As opposed to the print-magazine-plonked-on-a-screen look. There are moving pictures on the contents page!
It’s also free and the team intends that it stays that way.
Go see and report back.