If that poodle could talk…

My husband is my biggest supporter, (alongside my mother), so when he turned around this week and gently suggested I temporarily shelve my soapbox I decided – as a one off – to heed his suggestion. Hence forth, for one week only, this blog will be celebrating all things light and fluffy…
As such, I cannot begin without paying tribute to the poor over pampered poodle I met this week. Although a firm canine campaigner this particular breed has always seemed to me to have been designed to induce mirth – the phrase ‘funny is in the eye of the beholder’ springs to mind! However, the owner of this particular little one felt abject humiliation had not quite been achieved through total torso shaving coupled with pom pom extremities. An unshaved patch on it’s hind quarters had been styled in the shape of a heart and then dyed, literally, all the colours of the rainbow – evidently to balance out the pink and blue coloured tail. Ginger followed my lead and expressed her deepest pity to the pooch in question.
Moving on to the end of the week I received the wonderful news that my goddaughter had finally made her appearance into the world – after a marathon four-day labour! I cannot begin to imagine the mental strength my amazing friend must have summoned to bear such a feat of physical endurance. However, on receiving a photograph of her I can say, without bias, she is the most beautiful little person I have ever seen.
Newborns and multi coloured poodles aside, I have immersed myself in the final design stage of the new collection in preparation for next week’s meeting. Whilst negotiating technical drawings and artistic renderings Ginger felt it her duty to be a part of the process and, as such, decided the best contribution was to glue her paws to the mood board whilst chewing the remaining images. An invaluable addition to the project…
This week also saw one of my oldest friends from school arrive in this mad metropolis to stay with her brother. The usual Monday blues have been eradicated by the prospect of the girls’ night out we have planned – the world will be set to rights by the second bottle of wine!
To round off my week our little flat played host to a lovely gathering of friends last night. Although not a bad cook, timing has never been my strong point so, on arriving at eight in the evening for dinner they graciously kept hunger at bay until gone ten with platefuls of crackers and cream cheese! After finally being fed, a rather tasty linguine with ratatouille – though I say so myself, we greeted the early hours of Sunday morning on the balcony with a glass of wine – truly blissful.
As the clock ticks into Monday morning it is now time for me to bid goodnight and allow myself one thoughtful musing to end on. Whether it be a new life born, a pastel coloured poodle or just a night in with good friends – whichever way you turn, there will always be something to smile about.

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~ by londongirlgoeseast on August 22, 2010.