Monday, November 22, 2010

It's a science experiment, Mum!

Those of you with weak stomachs, look away now! Eldest son was away for the weekend and so I decided to investigate the lack of mugs in the kitchen cupboard. I think I collected 25 in total, I had to make 2 trips. I also had to boil several kettles and use lots of washing up liquid, as well as the dishwasher!
The range of growth was quite interesting in a sort of ghoulish way....and yes, his excuse is that it's a science experiment. Which is banned from now on!

Wednesday, November 17, 2010

Crowns and wet cats

Well, its that time of year again when INYB are preparing for their annual production of Nutcracker. As I help out with general backstage dogsbody stuff and props etc, I was collecting costumes and props from the store and bringing them to the rehearsal studio, and I noticed that last year's Rat King crown was broken. Well, I never liked that crown anyway, it was too gold and shiny and naff for a Rat King. A Rat King should have an evil crown, a bit dirty and cobwebby and tarnished from being in the sewers for too long. So I came up with a new one, its only paper and card and papier mache, but it looks a bit more than that. The cobweb effect is just strands of glue. It looks quite good in the scene - and the dancers were well impressed!
The weather has been wild here lately, huge winds and heavy rain. Our little fluffy cat Tiger Lily got caught out the other night in one of the storms. I have never seen her so wet, it was actually dripping off her, and she was NOT happy!
She spent a long time licking and cleaning herself, after having a good moan about it all, and a bowl of milk, which always helps soothe a stressed cat :)

Pear Shaped

That's what's happened, everything has gone pear-shaped! I've ended up with TWO Friday flowers to show, and in the meantime I have made a crown, started my knitting AND been doing Christmas cards. Anyhow, it's catch-up time so here are my two lots of flowers.
I haven't been keeping up with my challenge of making something with each of my flowers, I now have a back-log, but I WILL get around to them all, it's just all been so pear-shaped lately...........

Monday, November 8, 2010

Adventures of a Middle Aged Woman

Ok so, here's the picture. I am sitting on the floor of a shop, a haberdashery, fabric and wool shop. I had been trying to buy some wool when my phone exploded with texts and calls. Suffice to say that some admin had been messed up. So there I am, sitting on the floor, with my folder out to look up some numbers, my bag on one side, my pen out and texting furiously. Meanwhile I want to scream. Very loudly.
Scroll back about half an hour or so. I trundle into town on a Saturday morning with my list. One hour to get my jobs done before a meeting at 11am. Plenty of time. Stop number one, music shop. Music shop doesn't have the music I want and need for pupils. Right. Stop number two, doll's house shop, across the road. Not open. Shuttered and barricaded and no opening times posted. Right. Stop number three, wool shop (I won't tell you the name but it has wool in the title). Need some wool to knit a cardigan for the daughter.
Wool shop has a PATHETIC selection of wool. Right. Cross bridge (over river) and go to above-mentioned haberdashery/fabric/wool shop. On the way my phone rings. Mother of potential pupil looking for info/lesson times. Can't hear her due to loud street noises. Eventually make arrangement (she is very nice btw). Right. Go into above-mentioned shop.
Lots of DK wool but not the right colour selection in the same brand. Learned knitting friend not answering phone. More texts, this time about meeting. Sit down on floor, yes, scream erupting from mouth.
Send texts, breathe, stand up, breathe. Avoid looks from other shoppers who think I am weirdo. Breathe. Leave shop without wool. So far, off my list of jobs I have a big fat zero. Go and buy cup of tea and large chocolate bar. Eat bar. Feel better. Breathe.
Go to meeting, get learned friend on phone. Buy wool (different brands). Go to doll's shop, now open and manage to purchase some items for learned friend. Although they made it very difficult and several items were NOT to be had. Breathe.
It is now pouring rain in what is called stair-rods. Stair-rods go through all clothing and hair and into the wool and also the handbag. 15 minute walk to train at end of which I am now soaking and very glad that I wore 2 T shirts, else I might be indecent. Water dripping off fringe and off nose.
Finally get home, shower, warm up, unpack stuff, pour wine and aaaaaaaaaaaahhh, the day is much better!
and btw that picture is of my beloved Flash - I have inherited his tummy from beyond the grave :D

Friday, November 5, 2010


Well, imaginary shopping really! My very talented friend Carol made me this little shop for my 50th birthday in September. It is approximately 8" high and filled with the tiniest of flowers in baskets and pots. Mostly made by her.
There is even a little poster and some wreaths on the wall, and a pile of tiny pieces of tissue paper for wrapping my flowers in, and a little order book.
She was in my house a few days ago and I was showing her my white flowers that I didn't want to use, and she just opened up the shop (the door opens, and the back also opens up) and very carefully and cleverly folded the stems and put them into an empty jug beside the door. So they now live in my flower shop (we decided they looked just like gardenias) and every time I sit down in my rocking chair I can see them, as my little shop lives on the window sill beside my chair. She offered to make me a selection of banners too, so I could change the mood (like Happy Christmas) but I said no, this was my Happy Birthday shop and that's how it would stay!