• I’m with you, Groucho

    When did you last sit down and read a book? I have to admit that, having formerly been a complete bookworm, I have been absolutely rubbish over the last few years. I could blame it on parentage of course, that really, it’s down to my scatter brain approach to life these days I think. I…

  • Driving force

    A rare early morning chance to browse past posts,reflect and take stock. This year has been a constant barrage of change and challenge. I don’t see this as a negative though. To grow a crop the earth has to be broken up first. But it also has to be tended and I’m not so good…

  • Done and dusted…

    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,…

  • I’m ready for my close up…

    I was going to post about the craft stall, tell some homey tales, try to raise a smile, a glow. But to be honest this blog has never been softly softly. The Parkinson’s I live with can’t be driven away in a flurry of polka dots. Believe me, I know. So I’ll give you the…

  • Holes

    Holes were today’s theme. One appeared in our hall floor this morning. How kind of it to drop in. Other Half soon saw it off with the help of some plywood and a hammer. The other hole is less tangible but harder to mend. Elders best friend moved to a new school today. Best friend…