It has been mentioned before that I’m knitting the Hitchhiker pattern using Chameleon Colorworks 100% merino in figgy pudding colour, it’s an ideal portable and Knit in public pattern. This was taken a few days ago, by yesterday I had knitted well over 60% I reckon, it was going well, although I had some doubts… Continue reading Hitchhiker woes
Hi everyone, fairly sunny morning today here on the outskirts of London, not a quiet day, a local roofing company who have maintained this and our previous home for some 30 years are clearing gutters, extending down pipes, securing tiles, all in all keeping this eighty plus year old house in good shape. Maintenance and… Continue reading Mid September
Last week we made our way to Cambridgeshire to attend the funeral for DH’s 105 year old aunt, a time,to learn about her life which began in North East Italy, she was the third child and first girl in a family of ten. She had to leave school at 12, secondary education had to be… Continue reading Early September musings.
Took this picture the other day (as Ian would say), for I have been saying we need to sort out the houseplants. We have shelves in the porch for these, few of the window cills in our home are wide enough for plants, those at the front can be too sunny for some delicate blooms.… Continue reading Plant decluttering
Life has been fairly quite quiet at Pixie Towers after the excitement of Ian being awarded Gold for the front garden, the presentation is next month, he was interviewed by phone by the local paper, our emailed photos weren’t used, also the paper misspelt the road name. The online edition quoted him, just a name… Continue reading August.
These photos were taken this afternoon to show how the garden has changed since the previous photos were taken in early July when the judging for Richmond Borough in Bloom competition was taking place. Earlier photos were in my blog of July 3rd, titled ” ‘Twas on a Monday morning”. So great celebrations after Ian… Continue reading Gold.
Whilst I am most happy to stay indoors and read, knit, crochet or bake it is not fun when you are two years old, staying at the grandparents who have completely forgotten how to entertain you and your five year old sister. Desperate weather meant desperate solutions while the grown ups ate lunch, it does… Continue reading Rain, rain go away.