As time goes on, I'm realising that perhaps the title of my blog is misleading as I don't think I've mentioned a single frock in weeks!
This weekend the clocks went forward which means lots of shenanigans in the evenings hopefully. I will report back!
Saturday saw one of my regular trips back to my old homestead, Brighton. Strangely, I still don't have any pangs or sadness that I've left....but it's still nice to go back every few weeks. I visited a nice little craft fayre in Fabrica called Brighton Craftaganza. I was expecting the same old tosh if I'm honest - jars of stuff no-one wants, candles that look like they've seen better days, that sort of thing, but it proved to be a pleasant surprise. I put it down to the fact that younger people are now knitting, sewing, patchworking etc. No longer Nannas that knit! Lots of lovely things I wanted but couldn't afford at this time in the month, so close yet so far from payday. I really wanted this, but it wasn't for sale. Such a sad face.
And for Kinks fans, last night saw the launch of Peter Quaife's book, Veritas. The launch took place in The Clissold Arms in East Finchley & where better place? It was the first time I'd ever been to the pub, although obviously I knew all about it. Although now a gastro pub it seems, there's still fantastic Kinks memorabilia everywhere. I'm sure Peter would have been chuffed that so many of his friends, relatives & fans turned out for the launch. His brother Dave's speech brought a tear to my eye but the night was definitely one of celebration rather than any sadness. The best part of the night was the Kinks singalong around a Bontempi organ. The sound in the pub was amazing and I actually thought the Crouch End Choir had turned up before I saw what was actually going on! I raise a glass to you Mr Quaife!