The London Pronk Number 1

So there I am, feeling guilty that I haven't done any pronking in two weeks. I've been flat out writing my story on the women chiefs for the Sunday Herald (published yesterday, looks great) and rewriting my story for TIME after the editor asked for it to be reworked. These two stories are the climax of a lot of hard work and early-year stress and it's crucial I finish with a bang. BANG. So now off to London to visit the queens...

Started off in Anthropologie - where I'd never been before. Loved the interior decor of that shop. Less of a shop and more of your cool-Icelandic-aunt-who-has-been-living-in-Barcelona-for-20-years' house where she flogs her stuff to pay for more international adventures. She obviously travels first-class because the stuff is extortionately expensive. Happily, managed to find the sale corner tucked away and bought this gorgeous cushion, reduced from £78 to £19. Bargainous!

I love it because it embodies all the things we've been talking about so far: hand-stitching, anataomical floral drawings, natural fabrics, colourful unusual prints, embroidery, super squishy comfortableness. And because it was cheap. I'm going to take it to my house in the south of France. At the moment it's basking in some rare Scottish sunshine on my front lawn.