rampant birthday wishings

being perpetually skint of late has turned me into a rabid, foam-mouthed consumer. under the guise of daydreaming about things my many minted beloveds might like to get me for my birthday, here's what i've been hankering after...

...a candle in a sugar bowl


...boots made for walking


...a massive orange 'n'


...a blanket you can wear


...yotam ottolenghi's new cookbook


...colour you can send floating up to the stars


...a new pannier to replace my bike's collapsed box


...and a bunch of happy ranunculi



...or you could just turn up at my house with a record to listen to and i'd be a happy lady, really...