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Yesterday, amazingly, I had another birthday. I think I’m probably having around 4 a year now or is time really going that fast? Anyway, it all started off well and I had lunch with a good friend but, afterward, I made the mistake of using a Photobooth because I need to renew my driving licence and then I was plunged into depression.
It was so bad, I really think if I used this pic of a gargoyle from my garden it would be less scary.
Anyway, I also saw a box full of abandoned teeny tiny kittens on the counter of a shop and couldn’t help wondering what would happen to them as the shop was about to close and I knew they didn’t open the following day. I had to force myself away as I’ve already got 4 cats – all of them abandoned as kittens – and can’t possibly take any more home. Still, it upset me.
However, when I got home, my daughters had put out the flags!
They’d also made me a cake and had bought me some nice gifts which was all very touching. Plus, although Mr. Tialys was in England, he had left my present with the girls – very exciting – I am going to set it all up this afternoon.
So, now I know to avoid photobooths at all times but particularly on birthdays after a certain age and to never underestimate the power of a homemade cake and a pot of tea. (An iPad doesn’t hurt either!)
Loving this fabric! I cut out one of my whimsical owls but , before I got round to sewing him up, thought the text would look great on something larger so felt impelled, at midnight last night, to make a cushion. As you do.
The reason for my late night industry was because eldest daughter had gone to the cinema in Toulouse (an hour and a half away) and, even though she was staying at a friend’s house, I couldn’t go to sleep until I knew she’d arrived there safely – even though she wasn’t expecting to get there until 1 in the morning. I managed to knock out a whimsical owl, this cushion and a couple of painting projects whilst worrying. Perhaps she should go out more often…….
Here’s the finished owl together with a great old French coffee grinder that I can’t decide whether to kep or put in the vintage shop. Seeing as I make lots of coffee themed stuff, perhaps I should keep it as a prop..
The sun is out, school is out (almost!), eldest daughter back from her 4 week work experience, all’s right with my world!
My mum has just left after a week’s visit and, much as I love her to bits, I always give a little sigh of relief when I see her off at the airport. Am I horrible?
The problem is she’s getting a bit doddery on her pins these days so we can’t really go anywhere which involves a lot of walking. She would do it – but she would be in pain and so it’s not worth it. However, whenever we go out in the car, she gets travel sick. Also, she is a VERY fussy eater. She is almost vegetarian (if such a thing is possible), she doesn’t like any cheese other than cheddar, she doesn’t like pasta, pizza, garlic, Chinese food, seafood, anything slightly out of the ordinary and she doesn’t like wine. All this in France. It’s virtually impossible to feed the woman. She doesn’t demand anything but says, ‘I’m fine with some bread and a bit of cheese’ but you know, if you gave her only that, it wouldn’t be right. Maybe with a bar of chocolate……….
The other problem is that she and my younger daughter don’t get on. It’s quite stressful for me when I can sense some hostility about to build up between them so I usually try to diffuse it by giving one of them something to do in another room. The T.V. always works for my daughter so it’s not that difficult.
On the plus side, I get up to date with everybody else in the family’s news (sometimes not for the first time) and with the news of all of her friends’ families. Also, we drink lots and lots of tea. Also, she makes me laugh a lot.
She is coming back at Christmas, this time with my dad and, of course, by then I will be really looking forward to it.