Amongst the seriously awesome presents that I received from Mumsy for Christmas, including the welly socks for my Hunters, was a copy of Kirstie Allsop’s Craft. As you can imagine, this was extremely pleasing for me, as I had thought about buying a copy but thought ‘no, wait, maybe if I am a really good…
Read MoreImage Details: ‘all i could think about was ‘ghost’ and demi and patrick swayze and the clay scene…’ by feeb, via Flickr. A couple of weeks ago, between Christmas and New Year, we went on a mission to test an overlocker, as I had been promised one for Christmas. Having driven into Hove and found…
Read MoreThe WordPress.com stats helper monkeys prepared a 2011 annual report for this blog. Here’s an excerpt: A New York City subway train holds 1,200 people. This blog was viewed about 3,700 times in 2011. If it were a NYC subway train, it would take about 3 trips to carry that many people. Click here to…
Read MoreImage Details: ‘ornament 3’ by Nesster, via Flickr. I can’t believe it has been over a month since I last blogged. I have several blog entry drafts that are almost completed, but haven’t quite made it to the finished pile yet. A bit like all my Christmas knitting. Oops. In order to break the block,…
Read MoreImage Details: ‘Tied to a Chair’ by Hanna-, via Flickr. Twitter keeps happily reminding me how many days/hours it is until Christmas. As I have mentioned countless times on here, I love Christmas. Nothing pleases me more than rebelliously putting the Christmas tree up in the last couple of days of November. Any excuse to…
Read MoreImage Details: ‘Lest We Forget’ by macspite, via Flickr Today is Remembrance Sunday, which isn’t anywhere near as big an occasion in SA as it is in the UK. I have some great memories of selling poppies as a teenager. Getting to the Legion as soon as the doors were open so we could get…
Read MoreIt’s been a while since I started a blog post with a song lyric. And I actually have a strong dislike for the overplayed ‘build me up, buttercup’, which was cool for a while, but now it’s my cue to exit the dance floor in search of a fresh G&T. Not that I actually go…
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