Boot Sale Find

Boot Sale Find
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This colander is ENorMous! I have plans to plant it with white foxgloves and ferns for my shady little 'courtyard' area. £1 well spent!

In a Sulk

I feel a bit like these poppies; just about to pop!

Many thanks for all your kind words. 

Life has been a little hard on us lately but there is light at the end of the tunnel,

unless it's somebody with a torch bringing me more grief!

 

And today I have sold my beloved camper van. 

I am relieved that it hasn't taken too long (I hate the haggling part of sellling) but I am so sad to see it go.  I didn't want to sell it but my sensible side was telling me that it makes sense.

I don't want to be a sensible grown-up any more.  I don't care that my bank manager is breathing a sigh of relief at the amount of money in my account.  I am going to throw all my toys out the pram and sulk for the rest of the weekend,  Sniff.

Ooops!

Marathon Runner had a little accident with the liquidizer and some tomato soup!

Men!  Can't live with them, can't shoot them!

Lurching

Hello there.  Yes I am still here.  I don't really have any excuses.  I've just been lurching from one crisis to the next, in my usual fashion but with the little time in between, I have been seduced by Facebook.  Facebook games to be more precise.  Farm Town in particular.  Sad isn't it?  Can't stop myself.  First many years ago it was The Sims, followed by The Sims 2, then Train Yer Brain (or whatever it's called) on Ninentendo DS, then Animal Crossing on the WII, a little bit of Spider Solitaire thrown in for good measure and now it's Farm Town.  Yes, I do play Farmville but I don't like it as much as Farm Town.  Met a nice lady from Canada who has befriended me (so that I have enough neighbours!) and also a chap from Liverpool (Marathon Runner doesn't think much of this).  It seems that I need some fairly minless game to play to relax.  Marathon Runner watches Jeremy Kyle and Great British Menu.  Yes, well, no accounting for taste (sorry if you like them)!

I have also been making a very difficult decision.  I have decided to sell my campervan.  This was a very difficult decision as I really love it but we only managed to get away once last year and the van seems to be used mainly for taking garden prunings to the dump!!  The girls are too big to both fit in the bed above the cab (Mad Child has grown too much!) and Scary doesn't want to come with us anywhere but is not old enough to leave behind.  It is definitely something I would like to experience again in the years to come, but for the moment, spare time and money is against us.  So if you know anyone who is looking for a decrepid vintage camper van, you know who to send them to!

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Now, the above was written at the beginning of the week and I didn't have time to finish it.

Since then, I'm afraid we have had something of a family emergency involving lots of sitting about in very uncomfortable hospital chairs.  We are all a bit dazed but we are all OK and I hope to be back with you regularly very shortly.

Queen of the May

Hello, dear friends.  I am so sorry I have been such a naughty blogger lately.  Time seems to have disappeared into thin air!

I am pleased that Vintage Vicki and Claire from My Little Life were pleased with their giveaway prizes.

For Vicki I knitted a blue lacy scarf and bought some postcards from Country Lines in Honiton:

and for Claire I crocheted a little owl, from this pattern, from Roman Sock

and a few more postcards, but I forgot to take a picture of them.  Duh!

Isn't it funny that the two people Marathon Runner picked out of the bowl were both from Suffolk!

I also made another little owl for my owl-mad godmother, who had a birthday recently.  (Her present is wrapped in the brown parcel.)

We had a lovely moon the other day.  My camera is a bit rubbish but I managed to get a reasonable photo as Mad Child and I walked home from Guides.

Isn't it amazing that you throw something away because it doesn't flower, and then, hey presto, there it is flowering!

Aren't things supposed to rot when you put them in the compost heap?

Finally, I was reminded today of this post from last year, when the children and I went to Kingsbury May Festival in Somerset.  This year of course, Scary had better things to do, but Mad Child can still be bribed to come!

She tried a little bit of archery, and now wants to be in Robin Hood's gang.

Yes, she's still into penguins!

I think Mad Child took this one!  (There was some poor devil underneath that!)

The food was very good, lots of choice and I thought quite reasonably priced.  These were the vegetarian options

but there was also a hog roast and various other alternatives, and some very odd things that tasted a bit like doughnuts

The town band was playing in the churchyard

and a good day was had by all, even if it was a little bit cold!

I couldn't resist this.  What is it they say about owners being like their dogs???