I Am Just A Prawn In The Game Of Life....
Just a follow up to yesterday's post regarding my poor car. After several phone calls this morning and some extremely helpful people at Waitrose, Waverley Borough Council, and Surrey Police, I have reported the incident to the police and hopefully with the help of CCTV footage we may have a chance to catch the culprit. I'm like a dog with a bone when it comes to an injustice, particularly when it's personal, so fingers crossed they get a glimpse of a number plate and I can get some sort of recompense. If not, at least I know I did all I could.
Monday, 28 February 2011
Sunday, 27 February 2011
You can always tell when the Unravel show is in town....
Even some real sheep minding the door - we weren't allowed to touch them though.
I just loved this knitted hanging basket in the entrance hall. The tree trunk behind was knitted too.
This was cool!
Inside, there were lots of stalls full of yarn, knitting accessories, spinning, wonderful garments, so much to look at. Despite that, I was rather conservative in my purchases this year -
The soft brown and white yarns above will no doubt morph into small knitted animals at some point, using the small bamboo needles. I'm not sure when or how I will use the incredibly fine brown linen - the day I decide to destroy my eyesight forever perhaps! And no, I don't really plan on knitting pizza, but in this book is the cutest pattern for knitted prawns........
So, we had a really nice morning - such a shame it ended so badly. I had parked my car in the Waitrose carpark in Farnham and walked down to the show. When we returned, it was raining so we hurried getting into the car and drove off quickly home. Upon getting out of my car in Fleet, I discovered that while we were in Unravel, the owner of the very large, black, shiny 4X4 that I had parked next to had seen fit to do this...
...and drive off without bothering to leave a note. Thank you so much Mr.or Mrs. 4X4, you have to all intents and purposes turned my car into a write-off. I know it's only a little old Peugeot that has seen better days, but it's all I have got and you thought it OK to smash in it's door and leave without a second thought. I hope you can sleep tonight - although if you can do this, it has probably already been forgotten. Lucky you for being wealthy enough to own a big shiny powerful car which probably doesn't even have the smallest scratch after thwacking into mine. I know that if this cannot be fixed by my very resourceful DH, then it is going to cost me money I can't spare to replace it. Just as well I didn't buy a lot of yarn........
Thursday, 24 February 2011
The original fox stoles were of course dead animals - this one looks like he might just leap off and run away at any moment!
I Hate You So Much Right Now
It's quite a warm, sunny morning, so I bathed the dog. 'Nuff said....
Wednesday, 23 February 2011
Ever since my parents died, over fifteen years ago, I have been trying to get my hands on the family photograph albums as I had no pictures from my early childhood other than a couple of battered black & white baby photos. One of my brothers had various boxes of memorabilia after their flat was cleared, one of which was brought to me a couple of years ago but it only contained the really old pictures of when my mother was a child - fascinating, but not what I was after. This month my brother discovered another box stored in his loft and delivered it to me yesterday - jackpot!
This is the house I grew up in on the Isle of Wight - Debourne Manor, which dates back tothe 12th century and is mentioned in the Domesday Book. We lived in half of it, but owned all the grounds which consisted of an orchard, vegetable garden, walled front garden, massive driveway & lawn, a pond and a couple of acres of woodland. No, we weren't rich but my dad was a canny estate agent and I think this was either a bargain or some sort of deal! It was a wonderful place to grow up and I spent most of my time outside wandering, making dens, fashioning my own bows and arrows, bothering wildlife, collecting flower petals for making paint or perfumes, collecting acorns and chestnuts for fairy meals, just returning home for meals. On rainy days the house was big enough to explore, particularly the attic where I had a dolls house and could cut myself off from the outside world altogether. Do I need to say that the Narnia books were my favourites and I was always searching for that magic doorway!
Now I face the gargantuan task of scanning 6 albums of photos and cataloging them all - that could take a while.
My tomatoes have finally poked their noses out of the soil - I was beginning to wonder if they were duff ones, but it has only been a week.
Tuesday, 22 February 2011
And as for the Inktense pigment sticks - well, when used as crayons/pastels for drawing, they really are not for me, far too clumsy for my style of work. However, when mixed with water they make a wonderfully rich and intense (hence the name I guess!) paint which doesn't streak and can be used layer upon layer without affecting the previous colour. So I think I will be using them but probably not in the way they were intended! I can see them being really useful for backgrounds or a touch of really bright colour when needed.
In order to kick-start my 'mojo' I have begun a simple zebra painting - it's something I know I can do without too much effort, will get me back into the routine of working which will then hopefully banish the blurghs!
Sunday, 20 February 2011
The jellyfish has been painted in the white pigment with touches of brown and turquoise. It is still not quite finished, it needs more watery shadows on the tendrils of the jellyfish, but it has been a strange week and I just haven't felt like painting.
No news on the tomato front - the seeds are not showing yet, although the Cosmos seedlings have already poked their heads up. I have a feeling this race has already been won by Soggibottom - still a long way to go before the first tomato though.
Thursday, 17 February 2011
I'm usually a bit lackadaisical when it comes to getting my seeds planted. I buy them on time with the best of intentions but then time seems to get away from me and I end up somwhere in March panicking and throwing them all in then wondering why nothing is as big as it should be later on in the season. However, this year I have been given a challenge - Midge of Soggibottom down in Devon has suggested we have a tomato growing race.
I've also planted some cucumbers after discovering last year how very easy they are to grow, and have some broad beans and runner beans waiting in the wings. The rest are flowers - I can't go without my annual crop of sweetpeas and Cosmos!
No art to show lately - I am not feeling at all creative at the moment, no inspiration, no enthusiasm. However, next week is half term which means I have a whole 9 days at home so I will get myself back into the groove once again I am sure.
*I think Midge might be cheating - she planted hers a day before we said we would!
Wednesday, 16 February 2011
film made of it starring Jim Carry which will be released later this year. Will he look like this?
A book that both terrified me and drew me like a magnet was a collection of Hans Christian Andersen fairytales. Again, my copy is long gone, but I picked up a very old one with what I think must be the original illustrations, I'm not sure. (I didn't colour in the picture - some previous owner did that!) I do know that The Tinderbox with it's succession of dogs with bigger and bigger eyes frightened the pants off me...and yet I read it again and again. Hands up if you remember the televised version of this story by some Eastern European country, possibly in the Singing Ringing Tree series. The stuff of nightmares!
The reason I've re-visited these books is that I have been re-arranging my own bookcase to fit in the many new knitting books I seem to have acquired since Christmas. In the process, I discovered that I have a copy of Tom Brown's Schooldays - a harrowing read, yet another of my favourites, as well as an ancient Diary of Samuel Pepys, which I am ashamed to say I have not attempted to read yet. There was also a little collection of these:
prints of paintings by John James Audobon, a naturalist and ornithologist who lived in the 1800's and travelled the world painting the many species of birds he found. Admittedly I think he accomplished this mainly by shooting them and arranging their corpses in the poses he wanted, but the results are superb.
So that's a mini-tour of one of my bookcases - in our tiny house we probably have just as many books as were in my parents', maybe more. I did commandeer all my mother's art books when she died as well as the remarkably useful collection of reference books on fossils, geology, birds and plants. I just wish I had more time to read them all!
Monday, 14 February 2011
This afternoon I had to wait in for the washing machine repairman. As always, they told me any time between 1 and 6 p.m. So while waiting, I have.....
I also made ginger beer - a Hugh Fearnley-Whittingstall recipe that I can thoroughly recommend. If you leave it long enough, it even gets a little alcoholic - what's not to like!
I've inspected the growth of the bulbs in the garden - we're going to have a lot of mini daffodils again this year.
And after all that, the repairman turned up at 5, stayed for about five minutes - just long enough to determine that my washing machine needs a spare part and he'll return another day when it arrives. Then I can wait all over again......
P.S. no need for sympathy, the washing machine isn't broken just VERY LOUD when it spins.
Think I'd better take the dog out now....
Thursday, 10 February 2011
It covers the entrance to a rabbit hole....or is it the gate to faeryland?
Whatever it is, it made me smile and I was glad it was still there yesterday when I took my camera along. Perhaps somewhere there is a budding Andrew Goldsworthy?
Whenever there is something nice, isn't there always someone who wants to spoil it? I'm pleased to say that Clovis just had a sniff then left it alone.
I wonder what we'll find today?