Christmas in July!!!
Well, we’re back from our little trip to Brixham. So we are due there soon again. I am packing for my next trip to Wales with the boys. A train trip! A bus! Six hours! I must need my head seen too. Oh wait, I already did that. Anyway, the point of today’s post isContinue reading “Gold”
One of the most disconcerting and frustrating aspects of Parkinson’s is how it hampers communication. My mind is going a mile a minute, thoughts and ideas are spilling out and yet I type at a snails pace. So by the time I get it on screen, I’m bored/tired/moved onto the next idea. I tried toContinue reading “Bubble”
Yeah, right. Those of you who have been with me for a while (hello, thankyou!!) will know full well my propensity for starting rather than finishing projects. I may not have said much about making recently but I can confirm I remain consistent in my scattyness So, just to give comfort to my fellow stitchoholics,Continue reading “Done and dusted…”
It’s at the end of a winding road but the journey is worth it. The beach at Bigbury On Sea is awesome in the true sense of the word. And a pub! That sells pretty baguettes! No wonder we stayed all day. Ouch!
Sunscreen application is an in exact art You miss bits no matter how keenly you start if you slap on in swipes You get burning stripes If you dab and blot You get white, glowing spots It’s not a good look You won’t rock a trend You looking at days ‘Til you’re on the mendContinue reading “Singe”
A day wandering around Babbacombe sheltering from the sweltering sun and discovering my phone’s panoramic capabilities. Fab. I’m also digesting the partial success of my recent foray into auctioning my quilts. Those that sold were a good return but quite a few are still with me. But my favourites are amount them which secretly I’mContinue reading “I can see for miles…”
I don’t tend to follow. I don’t mean that in a bad, superior way, I just shy away from the crowd. So I never really do ‘organised’ posts either. But this caught my eye…a recipe for you, of you, just you. Here’s mine a slug of silence, a pinch of martyrdom, a sniffContinue reading “Lemming”
I have always said that boats are just like caravans on water – you sleep on folding beds, you have shower blocks at the marina, you cook on a little gas oven, you get a terrible nights sleep. But, ironically, if it rains you DON’T GRT WET. result. So, last night we took the boysContinue reading “Not drowning but camping”