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I was reading a blog of a fellow twitter and I was inspired by her  ’TOOLS OF YOUTH’ post… so here are our tools:
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- My big sister, she taught me how to pluck my eyebrows and paid for my first highlights!
- My Austin Healey Sprite, roof down, blond hair flowing, cutting up lorries!
- My Dad who helped me keep the car on the road, taught me lots of car like useful tips too.
- My Honda 250 and black leathers with black helmet… yep I was a rock chick! not a huge bike but boyfriend at that time had a Norton 1000… spent happy days on the back of that.
- Marlborough ciggies, the full hard stuff, nothing ‘light’ about them
- My flip top lighter… I could almost do the Bogart one handed flip
- Strong black coffee always….
- No cellulite! I was just under a size 8 till first born came along
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Khalil Gibran’s ‘The Prophet’ just like Marigold I loved this book.
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Walkman, don’t laugh!
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A rather snazzy little hot pant suit… yep, I own up to it, very short shorts and a matching smock top
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Worn with, soft suede grey knee high boots
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A pair of those ‘Grease.. Sandy’ very tight Lycra type black trousersI was hot!!! or so I thought Â
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Camera, a birthday pressie… caught some great fun moments
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Janis Ian, American singer, ‘at seventeen’ was her big hit…but many other songs to get us through broken hearts!
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My best friends, where ever we were we could all just pick up the phone and someone would be there to rescue or give a shoulder to cry on, or just to go out partying and getting completely smashed! we always looked after each other.
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My two brothers.. they were/are my rocks
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MacDonald’s, when at drama college I lived above one, at the beginning of term I would eat avocados and tomatoes and at the end of term it would be a burger and at the very end of term it would be just chips!
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And most important of all a vintage Chanel jacket… bought in a charity shop in Richmond, Surrey, OH GOD I loved that jacket.
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MARIGOLD
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AÂ battered red mini which spelt independence
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A golden tan I’d spend every second perfecting - but how I wish I’d known the dangers then
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No cellulite!
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Dubonnet and lemonade (yuk!)
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Thomas Hardy
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Two older sisters
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Two older sister’s wardrobes
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Two older sister’s boyfriends (sorry girls)
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Freckles which I hated but enabled me to convince my father I was very, very young and needed pocket money and convince bus and train conductors I was still under age
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Dunhill international
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Khalil Gibran’s ‘The Prophet’
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Ethnic Monsoon dresses – when they were very new and very cool and very, very boho
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The arrogance of thinking I knew it all as I was no longer at school and the dangerous confidence it gave me
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Very blonde leather knee high boots which I bought with my first pay packet at 19
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Parents and grandparents who were still alive and in retrospect, the wonderful security that gave me
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My best friend whose future was robbed by cancer
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The wonderful belief that life would go on for ever. Where did all those years go?
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A HOMAGE TO WhimsicalWife thank you for the inspiration xx


