Friday, 24 April 2009

Slow Down.



Yesterday could best be described as a lingering lazy luxurious day. Taking notice of the latest UK government advice I've decided to slow down, apparently we must. Nanny knows best.

I kick off with a very slow bath. Slothful some might say. My lovely Texan ladies had left behind an eyewatering variety of goodies just for petite moi. First fill tub to brim with Rosemary bath milk and lather up body with vegetable based soap. Invigorate head, although not too rapidly obviously, with essential oil of sage shampoo and plonk on essential oil of juniper tonic for good measure. Finish whole process with cooling foot spray and Burt's Bees outdoor deodorant with more oil of sage and contemplate garden whilst appreciately sniffing my newly created aroma.

Click clacked languidly over the warmth of the surrounding pool tiles and lowered myself gratefully onto garden steamer. One has to test the product regularly in my line of work. His Lordship is bracing himself for the first swim of the season and eyeing up the twinkling pool. 'Looks inviting wouldn't you say' ? he bellows. 'If you say so' I reply and rack my brain for the location of rubber wetsuit.

I'm just dozing off and admiring the view of the puffy white clouds through the sharp contrast of the jagged palm tree leaves when I hear the inevitable splashing of water. 'Thought you had more backbone' he says. 'Not me' I reply, 'anyway I'm terribly busy'.

To prove the point I huff and puff and make a show of hanging out the washing, there's something very theraputic about pegging towels on the line when its a gorgeous hot day and the smell of pine trees is wafting seductively in the air.

He's now wallowing on his back making quite unneccesary loud splashing noises as he chugs up and down the pool telling me how wonderful it is.

I notice that the divine rose is beginning to come out in all its splendour but then those naughty weeds are peeking through too.

I regain my position next to the pool and close my eye's tightly. I can feel the warmth of the sun searing through to my bones and my senses becoming dizzy.

I'm only following the Governments guidelines .....

8 comments:

Frances said...

Hello Sally,

I'm glad that you have found a chance to slow down, just a bit. Clearly, you will need a bit more practice in order to really comply with the official orders to rest.

Those roses are amazing!

xo

Elizabethd said...

We havent even uncovered our pool yet!

softinthehead said...

Stop stop stop - it all sounds breathtaking (I love hanging out laundry too). Please tell me that you didn't take that picture this year!! :)

Pondside said...

I kept expecting to read that HL had done a flying cannonball and soaked you in your steamer!
Sounds sublime - I could almost smell those roses.

Sally's Chateau said...

Softinthehead, its the most beautiful rose growing out the front, it'll look like that in about a week !!

Maddie Grigg said...

Sally, after reading your account of your bath, Mr Grigg wonders if you have ever considered writing soft porn...
xx

Sally's Chateau said...

Maddie Grigg I hadn't actually but I'm flattered Mr Grigg thinks its within my capability. I daresay its how I'll hit my next million.

Milla said...

oh Sally life is tough for you, I feel it, really I do. And then there are the roses. Always slope away from this blog feeling rather like kicking a tin can.