It is difficult for me to find the words to start this week’s blog. Some of you will feel that you ‘know’ my beautiful cat, Poppy, as through the years I have mentioned her hundreds of times on here and shared many pictures of her with you. Just last week I talked about her coming up to her 23rd birthday in June, but sadly that will now not happen.
Recently, she has had days where she doesn’t feel like eating much and then would make up for it by feeding voraciously, so I wasn’t too worried when she was off her food on Thursday of last week. But there was something about her demeanour on Good Friday that made me concerned enough to text my daughter, Sophie, and suggest she might want to visit.
Sophie was at our house when I got home from work last Saturday and I think we all knew that Poppy was ready to leave us, we could see it in her eyes. Saturday night into Sunday morning were some of the saddest hours of our lives as we watched our beautiful ‘girl’ slip away from us.
To say we are devastated is an understatement. We have to take comfort from being with her at the end of her time on earth and also being able to say our goodbyes, but it doesn’t make it any easier.
Her final resting place is under an arch at the bottom of our garden, next to our gym, where I have some beautiful red poppies planted. I’ve also ordered two different types of poppies from QVC to plant in the same area, so there will be a permanent floral tribute to her.
The flowers currently sitting on her grave are from our neighbour, Sarah, who used to feed her whenever we were away on holiday; and loved her almost as much as we did. Poppy is at peace now and, in time, I know we will be able to reflect on all the happiness she gave us. For the moment, we are all – and I include Wilfie in that – missing her terribly.
I would also at this point like to mention the passing of Ray Wilkins earlier this week. Footballers get such bad press for their behaviour and in some cases that is well deserved, but no-one had a bad word to say about Ray. He was at Crystal Palace for a while and I remember my son asking him for his autograph after a game. My son thanked him for signing his programme and Ray said: ‘No son, thank you for asking for it.’ Football needs more people like Ray Wilkins.
So, as you can gather, Easter was not a very happy time for us but we did exchange Easter eggs and I had already made these little Easter treats before Poppy passed.
I haven’t had a go with a piping bag for years, but I wanted to make a special effort for Sophie’s boyfriend and his children. What a compliment from 14 year-old Taylor: ‘…they taste as good as what you would get in a bakery’ – I’ll take that!
Well, I promised you diamonds on this week’s blog, but I hope you will forgive me if I postpone that until next week just prior to the twohour Diamond Show that I have with Laurie Wickwire on Sunday 15th at 6pm.
We’ll also be starting a regular feature on my blog from next week, looking back over the past 25 years of QVC as we approach the 25th Birthday on 1st October. It will be a trip down memory lane for some of you and an insight into the early days of QVC, for those of you who have discovered us more recently.
Instead of diamonds, may I draw your attention to Diamonique Day next Friday, which just happens to be the 13th (fortunately I’m not superstitious). I’m presenting the two-hour morning show (and what is usually the Lunchtime Show slot) with Alison O’Reilly and soon I hope to be able to tell you about a design we have worked on together. Also, make sure you take a look at April’s Diamonique Design of the Month.
I’ll see you at 2pm for Lola Rose and Fashion on Friday today is MarlaWynne so I need to dash, but not until I wish all the best to my blog copy editor, Sarah, who is leaving QVC today for pastures new.
Enjoy your weekend and see you all next Thursday.