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  • That was the week that was…

    That was the week that was…

    A funny old week at stitched hours. Ups and downs. Sweet and sour. Mmmmmm…. On the up: My birthday…excellent day with a very lovely, boozey but not too chaotic, relaxed and laughter filled evening with my friends and OH. I am lucky. London trip… Yesterday. Went to an exhibition at White cube Gallery. Never been…

  • Parsimony

    Parsimony

    I sometimes wonder whether I spend my time wisely Or whether I squander it on fripperies Of action. What is of best value Trekking the contours of a newfound adventure Unlike your feet bleed but your heart is full Or Listening to the still body echo The tiny repeating call of my bones And listening…

  • Face off

    Face off

    now, I consider myself to be reasonably tech savvy and connected via the plethora of social networks out there. The grand daddy of them all being the mighty Facebook. So why have I just walked away from the behemoth? Why have I  decided to stop posting, close my various pages and turn off the ubiquitous…

  • Buckle up

    Buckle up

     This is a detail of a buckle bought from a vintage fair today. I need to use it because it is so lovely. Current thoughts are centring around hair clips or some kind of statement necklace. It is so delicate yet it is lasted for such a long time. I want to do it justice.…

  • Sugar free

    Sugar free

    We all know that sugar is the enemy… Normally moments of claritybring strength and hidden depth. Today I’m seeing, unfortunately The cul de sac of death. My limbs turn to lead I live within my head. And it will get worse. There is no cure, Just this curse. And that, is the truth. No sugar…