We were mid-way between Chichester and Brighton on the motorway when I cried out "poppies!". Matin was so sweet - he couldn't just screech to a halt right there and then, so we went to the next junction, turned around, back to the previous junction (because we can't walk across the motorway so we had to be on the right side of the road), turned round again, stopped in a parking place right next to the poppy-strewn hillside and hopped over the fence into the field (it's alright, we weren't trespassing - it's a public footpath).
I bought this dress at the end of the summer last year, and wore it once before putting it away for the winter. I pulled it out yesterday to photograph to sell, but when I put it on I decided to keep it. It has a really sweet print of Venetian scenes, postcards and roses, so to go with the travel theme I carried a small vintage suitcase as a handbag.
Dress, ebay; Belt, hand-me-down from my sister; Favourite cardigan, Marks & Spencer; Celluloid hat brooch, Car boot fair; Socks, Marks & Spencer school uniform; Suitcase, boot fair; Hair flower, New Look.