Saturday, 26 March 2022
Monday, 21 March 2022
It was the Spring Creative Craft / Sewing for Pleasure show at the NEC this week, I bought tickets for Sunday, I thought it would be quieter then, and it was. I've been going to this show for years and it used to be very good but has gone downhill in recent years, this time it was a very poor show, in our opinion, probably the reason it was so quiet.
Lets face it, I didn't really 'need' anything but at these sort of places you are tempted into impulsive purchasing. I was good 😇
Some yarn, I have plans for all of it and hopefully it will be put to use this year.
Friday, 18 March 2022
There was not information on this plant, I think it's Birds Nest Fern? I'm sure someone will tell me if I'm wrong. It's fairly slow growing, I've had it for a few months and it's on got one new leaf, although there are plenty curled in the middle ready
Sunday, 13 March 2022
Tuesday, 8 March 2022
On June 9th my youngest daughter, Stevie-Leigh and her fiance, Darren, will be getting married on the beautiful island of Cyprus.
I have to say that compared to booking and arranging a wedding in the UK this has been fairly straightforward, hassle-free and much cheaper too, plus, we can more or less guarantee that the sun will shine ;-)
Stevie made her own invitations
Thursday, 3 March 2022
A few years ago I belonged to a Book Club at one of the local libraries, I used to really enjoy it but sadly the number dwindled and it finally folded. The same library also ran monthly groups on Wednesdays and Thursdays, they were very popular and there were waiting lists to join both. As a result of lockdowns over the last two years many people chose not to go back once things were open again, which meant that I finally got to join the Thursday group. The group is still quite small, about six at the moment, but that's ok. Last Thursday was our date to meet and discuss January's book.
Catherine Isaac is a new author to me and someone I will look out for again.
1990. Harriet is a journalist. Her job takes her to dangerous places, where she asks questions and tries to make a difference. But when she is sent to Romania, to the state orphanages the world is only just learning about, she is forced to rethink her most important rule.
2018. Ellie is a gardener. Her garden is her sanctuary, her pride and joy. But, though she spends long days outdoors, she hasn’t set foot beyond her gate for far too long. Now someone enters her life who could finally be the reason she needs to overcome her fears.
From post-revolution Romania to the idyllic English countryside, The World at My Feet is the story of two women, two worlds, and a journey of self-discovery that spans a lifetime.
At 20 Londoner Ann Ingle fell madly in love with an Irish fellow she met on holiday in Cornwall. At the church to arrange their shotgun wedding she discovered that he hadn't even told her his real name.
Sixty-odd years later Ann looks back on that first glorious fall and in a series of essays considers what she has learned from the life that followed - bringing eight children into the world, their father's years of mental illness and tragic death at 40, being a cash-strapped single mother in 1980s Dublin, coming into her own in her middle years - going to college, working and writing, and continuing to evolve and learn into her ninth decade, even as she accepts the realities of being 'old'.
These two books bring my reading total to 10 so far this year, you can find the link to my Goodreads page in the right hand side bar if you're interested in what else I've been reading.