tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1360091480233165032.post2046599821048194687..comments2024-03-18T07:51:50.975+00:00Comments on MRS TREFUSIS TAKES A TAXI: SHE STOOPS TO CONKERHelen Brocklebankhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04572008161376510229noreply@blogger.comBlogger19125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1360091480233165032.post-5360489511476417472010-10-21T13:29:50.458+01:002010-10-21T13:29:50.458+01:00"shrinkled" - how fab, am definitely goi..."shrinkled" - how fab, am definitely going to use it!angiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05974280891092440220noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1360091480233165032.post-82867062981276451432010-10-18T14:17:45.616+01:002010-10-18T14:17:45.616+01:00Loved this post - you're such a fab writer!
W...Loved this post - you're such a fab writer!<br /><br />We used to carve out swedes for Hallowe'en up here, but a pumpkin is just soooo much easier on the hands!<br /><br />Ali xAlison Crosshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06565962059926865121noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1360091480233165032.post-72973139869923731372010-10-18T06:57:42.872+01:002010-10-18T06:57:42.872+01:00great post thanksgreat post thanksAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1360091480233165032.post-10046668975365683542010-10-17T17:24:32.400+01:002010-10-17T17:24:32.400+01:00A beautiful post.
Sums up so many of my own feelin...A beautiful post.<br />Sums up so many of my own feelings at this time of year and this time of my life.<br />Thank you.Jane Bridesonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10884080979254453834noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1360091480233165032.post-28235469597908189622010-10-15T22:24:17.485+01:002010-10-15T22:24:17.485+01:00I so thoroughly enjoyed this post. I also love Fa...I so thoroughly enjoyed this post. I also love Fall. I can also relate to the faded bloom. <br /><br />I just launched my new blog (formerly Perfect Welcome) with wedding pictures plastered all over it in honor of our upcoming 10 yr wedding anniversary and I can't help but relive the glory of my thirty-year old self, instead of my nearly 41, slightly more wrinkly, and largely more matronly self. I prefer to stay in fantasy land for the moment.<br /><br />And maybe then take up jogging.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12586581766383380976noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1360091480233165032.post-36070114621026047912010-10-14T13:30:24.104+01:002010-10-14T13:30:24.104+01:00Such a beautiful post Helen, sums up exactly the w...Such a beautiful post Helen, sums up exactly the way I'm feeling... x clareClarehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10328203792706906171noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1360091480233165032.post-29216256350222049882010-10-13T11:04:07.180+01:002010-10-13T11:04:07.180+01:00Love this. I'm always partial to a bit of John...Love this. I'm always partial to a bit of John Donne, as I am for a well placed title pun. Thank you!xLucy Paviahttp://www.girluninterrupted.co.uk/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1360091480233165032.post-47582856018896151792010-10-12T21:33:59.883+01:002010-10-12T21:33:59.883+01:00Wonderful writing Mrs T, just excellent! I always ...Wonderful writing Mrs T, just excellent! I always used to hate autumn, as the bit that come before winter which I dread; but over the past few years I have really started to love it, I think it is now my favourite season; I don't mind being older, being young was very tiring! But I often get shocked at how old I actually am, i still think of myself as 30!! i think that's called denial. Loved your title too - puntastic, so jealous I did not think of it! Great to see you blogging again, hope all well with you and yours xxBlightyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17567627987700387034noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1360091480233165032.post-38809349030354113332010-10-12T19:10:30.176+01:002010-10-12T19:10:30.176+01:00This is beautiful and with a great title. I am, f...This is beautiful and with a great title. I am, for the time being far from autumn in my life, but have always loved autumn as a season in the year. I feel it is less a time for things falling down, but more a time for quiet, for reflection and for nurturing oneself. Hopefully (though I don't know) the same can be said for the autumn of our lives.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00414010663277948166noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1360091480233165032.post-39309809654938228742010-10-12T15:03:16.397+01:002010-10-12T15:03:16.397+01:00really beautiful writing. i love the prose and the...really beautiful writing. i love the prose and the delicate words you use. obviously i am biased because i love ya', m'dear friend- i dont see anything but beauty on your face- dim lighting, or not.x shaymaShttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14316092310251306421noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1360091480233165032.post-36204619135193166802010-10-12T13:56:28.603+01:002010-10-12T13:56:28.603+01:00I certainly understand. Autumn feels like a drawin...I certainly understand. Autumn feels like a drawing down to me. With half of my children grown, I"m starting to feel the inevitable - that life will go in without me someday. Rather melancholy, and yet, my favorite season.Genuine Lustrehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11397566905693730324noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1360091480233165032.post-15207713410423850562010-10-12T13:54:50.904+01:002010-10-12T13:54:50.904+01:00That really put into words something I have been s...That really put into words something I have been struggling with. Thank you.Justinenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1360091480233165032.post-46582507856623777742010-10-12T13:46:17.038+01:002010-10-12T13:46:17.038+01:00Dear Mrs Trefusis, I sometimes scare myself first ...Dear Mrs Trefusis, I sometimes scare myself first thing in the morning when I catch sight of myself in the bathroom mirror - the harshness of the light does me no favours. Still becoming a woman of a certain age does have its own advantages: I care less and less about how I am perceived. At this rate, I shall be quite unstoppable by the time I am seventy...Linda Back in Canberrahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00178732122269665163noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1360091480233165032.post-9804454873178572492010-10-12T13:35:18.212+01:002010-10-12T13:35:18.212+01:00Oh... this is beautiful.
I get very moved by autu...Oh... this is beautiful. <br />I get very moved by autumn. There is a serene quality to it, after the brashness of summer. And a quiet promise. <br />I will try to envisage my own autumn with more wisdom, hope and benevolence. Thank you, Mrs Trefusis (I am glad I found this post, it's just what I needed today).soleilsnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1360091480233165032.post-19727910329971387992010-10-12T12:56:46.193+01:002010-10-12T12:56:46.193+01:00Lovely post. Ah, Autumn. Time to light fires in th...Lovely post. Ah, Autumn. Time to light fires in the evening, make the odd slow-cooked stew and - best of all - move summer clothes to the back of the wardrobe and bring out the jumpers/cardigans/boots. I suddenly realise how much I've missed them!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08790725880329761329noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1360091480233165032.post-158752037505359402010-10-12T10:22:50.578+01:002010-10-12T10:22:50.578+01:00Ah! What a beautiful post that reflects my feeling...Ah! What a beautiful post that reflects my feelings in so many ways. <br /><br />I also love autumn, collect conkers in a bowl, hate how quickly they shrivel and ponder at my position in the 'year' of life.<br /><br />And congratulations on the best blog title ever!@Angpanghttp://vintage-copywriting.blogspot.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1360091480233165032.post-68055526548675490362010-10-12T07:51:06.545+01:002010-10-12T07:51:06.545+01:00You and I are on the list, my dear. You and I
xoYou and I are on the list, my dear. You and I <br />xoMTFFnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1360091480233165032.post-38551124420463285922010-10-12T00:43:52.722+01:002010-10-12T00:43:52.722+01:00As I sat at a desk, filling in for she who got the...As I sat at a desk, filling in for she who got the job, the weak autumn sunlight beamed through venetian slits and a slightly dirty window. Is that light bothering you? she asked as her typewriter clacked. I'm grand, said I and the light in my face made me happier than I'd been in years. Me with my new seasonally orange cardi and sunburst flower brooch cluster.~Tessa~Scoffshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14026251653030390293noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1360091480233165032.post-49417204209637281772010-10-12T00:09:33.783+01:002010-10-12T00:09:33.783+01:00Dear Mrs T, what a lovely and thought provoking po...Dear Mrs T, what a lovely and thought provoking post. I totally understand the "Autumn of life". I find plenty of highlighter and blusher is helping, I try not to look at myself without make-up as it's too dreary. Apart from the looks thing I find pretty much everything is much more fun.<br /><br />The Papua New Guinean shrunken head swede sounds hilarious, much more challenging than a pumpkin!<br /><br />Good to see you back. And I've learnt a new word - ecumenical. I never was very good at listening in church. Have a wonderful week xxChristina @ Fashion's Most Wantedhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06583201549332262341noreply@blogger.com