Hello lovely girls!
Here we are again waiting to go to the T-Party hosted by Bluebeard and Elizabeth. Today is the 6th anniversary of the T-Party!! So Happy Anniversary!!
Do please join us with a photo or a reference to a beverage. And as this is the anniversary party, Elizabeth is also hosting an anniversary ATC exchange. (Please read the instructions on her blog if you want to participate.)
My qualifier to the party is going to be a postcard I have sent yesterday. It's on its way to Russia as I speak/write.
Another card that i sent this week is this one of the Streatham Hill Pumping station in 1895 after they finished building it. I always wonder how they manage to make industrial and functional buildings so beautiful.
I found some more photos on the internet:
Above is a photo from the same era but from a different angle.
And here is a photo with the surrounding area nicely landscaped. (But it doesn't have a date)
And this is what it looks like now, in full colour. Isn't it beautiful!
Anyone visiting London can walk past and have a look.
I went to the post office this week to buy some stamps. (this is always a grand palaver as I need to phone them in advance so that they can open the safe which is on a timer). Anyway this time was even more complicated as there was a locum who didn't know me. I did manage to buy some stamps in the end and very nice they are indeed.
In fact I have never seen anything like it! They are made of very fine wood. The subject is the explorers of Oceania.
I don't think I've showed you the photos of our gym girls. The last day of June was also the last day of the gym until we start again in October. We were given our new shirts (red this time) and posed for a groups photo. (I am the one top right in the photo)
After half an hour of aerobics, and taking pictures, we all trooped to the nearest bar to have breakfast. There were 26 of us!
Here am I with Celia, the girl who also happens to live next door to me. I am having toast with olive oil and mashed tomatoes (+ salt), my favorite Andalucian breakfast. I'm also drinking a café cortado.
Celia's drink is a freshly squeezed orange juice. Here in Spain it means literally freshly squeezed! They squeeze it in your presence with the help of a mechanized juicer.
I'll leave it at that my friends. I wish everyone a