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  • More tea vicar?

    Back from our works party. Very civilised tea party at Bea’s of Bloomsbury in St Paul’s. Cakes good. Tea excellent. Speed of serving (very ordinary) fizz absolutely rubbish. But they had teapot lamps so I can forgive quite a lot. Did I ever talk about how Parkinson’s affects your facial muscles? Some lucky folk experience…

  • Brrrrrr

    What special kind of madness did I suffer from all those years I wonder? I’m on the first train out of Stitch City on my way to Big London with only a cuppa and a Danish between me and coma-like exhaustion. I used to do this at least twice a week! It’s frightening how quickly…

  • Mossy house!

    Some things are just lovely in themselves with no proper purpose, just being, radiating warm happy waves. Et voila!! Made by the very clever Julie (a Knitting Lady) of Yarnit, may I present my newest Little House. I miss mine so much I’ve brought another home. Sweet, eh? And look at that roof. Man, that…

  • Wreath it

    Just back from a lovely evening making wreaths at The Knitting Lady’s house. This is where we go for knitting club. A Scandinavian/Cotswold (ScanWold?!?!) homage to tasteful vintage and handicrafts. And the house isn’t bad either. Love the ladies, I really do. Anyway, do you like my wreath? Brixham-bought shells, edelweiss-like flowers (don’t get me…

  • Bang! Jingle, jingle

    To Brixham and the Big Christmas Lights Switch On. Spectacular fireworks. Look! Ferris wheel shoehorned into the harbour area. Crab shaped illuminations. Chips in the dark. Little Ones oooh’s at the fireworks. Elder scoffing party eggs. I’m whacked and I didn’t like the crowds too much but it was worth it. Brixham does Christmas in…