Practise Continues....

Practise continues on the feathers - there is an improvement don't you think? Please say yes..


The Royal Wedding today...... look what DD made to celebrate. It tasted as good as it looks too. I thought it was a lovely day, we all sat down to watch as a family - boys included! Although I nearly threw them out the room at one point as they would insist on making daft commentaries on what they thought people were saying and completely ruined the key part of the marriage service when they said their vows.


So what's a woman supposed to do when you have a 12 year old who wants to dress up, make cake and have tea whilst watching?

Well, if you can't beat them - put on your best purple shoes and join them!!

Work Work

Thought you might like to see my board at work. The classroom has little boards all around it and I have taken over this one.



There are all sorts of bits and pieces on there from hand piecing club to Block of the Month pieces, Christmas workshops and more. I have cleared it abit now to make room for other things to come. It looks better like this though.

My Friend Clare.

My friend Clare recently had an exhibition of some of her work at a school in Winchester and I went along. It was a great space and her work looked fantastic in there. Clare does some wonderful things with some very unusual items and I thought you might like to see a few photos of her work. This piece is one of my personal favourites:

See what I mean? Unusual!!!

There's nothing she can't do with a balloon or a rubber glove!!! I think it helps that she is ever so slightly mad!

It Was All Going So Well....

Wednesday was a day off work - bonus! Add to that it was a glorious day - double bonus! It was all going so well. I had been up since 5.30am - not usual for me, but eldest son was a visit to Cardiff University and needed to be away early. I had made a cake and written a few emails by 7.30am. Got the other two kids off to school, came home, tidied up, washing in, washing out on the line, bathrooms cleaned, hoovered upstairs and down - I was on a roll. I hoovered the fireplace and and in the few minutes I was doing that the postman called. We had been expected a rather important package and I had missed him. I knew that I had just missed him as I had only been hoovering for a few minutes, so I raced out the door to chase after him. As I headed down the driveway, I heard the front door slam behind me.................and realised that I had locked myself out!!! The Postman showed absolutely no empathy to my plight at all, and as soon as I had signed for my parcel (which wasn't even the package we had been waiting for) he ran for the hills as fast as he could obviously wanting no part in helping this mad woman. There was only a cleaning lady in along the road and she very kindly let me use their phone, but of course I had no numbers. I knew hubby was away from the office in a meeting all day, and the chances of him getting back to let me in were slim. I needed to pick the kids up from school and the car keys were in the house. So......I had to break in. Luckily this involved just breaking a small pane of glass and I could reach in and turn the key. It was remarkably easy really, frighteningly easy - makes you think!! Not quite how I envisioned my day going!!