What a difference the sun makes! I feel like I have re-discovered the garden. Sitting outside for an 'elevenses' cup of coffee and the new edition of Marie Claire Idées, for example. Bliss.
The cover headline tells me that it is time to 'dare to do anything'. 'Be an artist' ('Soyez artiste!') it says and decorate your house in the style of, for example, Paul Klee or Jackson Pollock (!). I like the Paul Klee makeup bag for which they give instructions; I might give that a try. Looking round my house, I think we are already living in the style of an artist: Francis Bacon - apparently he never cleaned...
'Go to London' is the next instruction. Well, we are going up next weekend. Did I mention I am running the London Marathon on Sunday, 25th April? It will be my 5th London and 7th full marathon. As my husband says, 'It's a mental thing' and I don't think he's talking about sports psychology. We are all going up after school on Friday and making a bit of a weekend of it. I shall not, however, be doing what the French journalist in Marie Claire is doing and traipsing round the markets of Brick Lane, Islington etc. looking very chipie in a tartan skirt.
'Dînez au jardin'. Does the barbecue we are having tonight count? It's a rather more haphazard affair than the one in the magazine. But an English garden on a warm spring evening is pretty perfect all by itself.