My cold turned into flu and it's felt like somebody mean has taken over my body this last week. I'm still coughing like a tobacco chewing old man, but I think I'm me again.
I've had a bit of time on my hands to fill as I've sat around with all energy zapped.
I've had a bit of time on my hands to fill as I've sat around with all energy zapped.
I finished up Little Bun's Grape Beret while I watched repeats of Monarch of the Glen on UK Gold. Now she wants a Jolly Big Flower Brooch for it just like the one I made her big sister.
I sorted through some of the endless bags we have of the Bun's notes and artwork. Eldest Bun's groundrules for school aged six. My favourite is about keeping your lunchbox shut so the cat doesn't eat it.
I also found this poem. I can remember her telling me exactly what to write down for her before she gave it that extra something with her felt tips.
I also found a shortcut to something I've meant to do for the past four years. When we moved here I bought some Vanessa Arbuthnott Swallows linen for my friend Rachel to make into curtains for the sitting room. I thought I'd turn this panel into a small blind of some sort or other for the other small window. I've thought about making it quite a few times and then I find I just can't be bothered.
Being ill sorted that problem out as I just got a hammer and a couple of nails and banged it in to the window frame. Now that was easy and problem sorted.
I also kept myself entertained by moving stuff around and filled up this new Carltonware dish with some precious bits and bobs. My parents bought the watchchain for Mr Bun for his 4oth. It's dated 1914. He bid for the Victorian monocle on ebay an age ago. The Bun's like mucking about with that. I especially love the silver and ivory Georgian teether. It has a rattle and a whistle but no chain now. An elderly family friend gave it to Eldest Bun when she was a few months old. It was her husband's mothers and sadly as they'd lost both of their children when they were very young there was no one else to pass these things on to.
One of my other distractions this week has been fabric browsing. A parcel came in the post this morning and got my ideas a whirring. I'll show you next time and tell you my plans for it.
