Well half term is nearly over and the cheeselets are still
having far too much fun
(and not a drop of homework has been done......mmmmm).
At one point yesterday I had SEVEN kidlets running amok armed with an ipad filming themselves (all apparently downloaded onto youtube - great as there were piles of ironing, dirty washing and the remainders of a week's worth of kid clutter around the house, well that won't win me any interior design points will it!
Today my large-haired eldest has his second round of allergy testing. The first lot alarmed his consultant as he tested positively high for 12 out the 14 he had. Today he has 15 more, including lots of nuts, fish and shellfish. Poor wee thing.
so because lovely dawn over at pop-i-cok has succumbed to a little puppy (and my isn't she a cutie) and my kids are on and on and on and on and on and on about getting a pooch, here are little lovely hot wheaty bag warmers.
A few weeks ago I was told this amazing story about Christian the lion.
Back in 1969, when it was still legal, Australian John Rendall and his friend Ace Berg, bought a lion cub from Harrods. His name was Christian.
He lived the high-life and was regularly seen in the back of a bently cruising down the Kings Road. He spent his days lounging in a furniture shop and gained admiring and terrified glances from passers by.
When he grew too big for their apartment and the cost of his care became too much, they decided to release him back to the wild. Bill Travers and Virginia McKenna, stars of the film Born Free, met Christian when they visited Rendell and Bourke's furniture shop and suggested they seek the help of kenyan conservationist George Adamson (who with the help of his Joy, had released Elsa the lioness back into the wild). They agreed to take him to his compound in Kora National Reserve.
A couple of years later they decided to visit Christian at the compound. Adamson warned them that he probably wouldn't recognise them after so many years. However after a cautious approach, Christian bounded over to them and smothered them with hugs and kisses. It's such a wonderful heartwarming reunion.
Whilst on a trip up to Portmeirion a few years ago we stumbled upon a tree trunk with a couple of coins hammered into it. We added our own coins and made wishes, without really knowing what it was all about.It seems this tradition has grown and now there are several trees adorned with coins.
The legend of the Money Tree states that coins that fall from it, are wishes that will not be granted. Many people believed that by making offerings to these various spirits that in turn they would be granted wealth, happiness and love.
Long may this odd little ritual continue and we will add to them when we next visit.
Whilst sitting in a dark hole earlier this year just after my dear mum passed away, I booked a course with the lovely julie arkell at west dean college, and last weekend i attended the 'objects of curiosity, making, patching, stitching and darning'.
It was so relaxing and creative!
After a lovely dinner we sewed till 10 o'clock making a fabric daisy.
The following morning we were eager to get stitching and made a buttercup, heartease, ragwort and a poppy.
There was deep concentration, laughter, coffee and biscuits, the apple fair, stitching, fabric envy, lunch, more apples, chat, lost needles, a heatwave, sewing, darning, rifling through a vintage suitcase of Julie's precious fabrics and apples!
It was a wonderful weekend, thank you Julie for your patience and immense creativity, thank you fellow stitchers for making me laugh and sharing what was a special weekend.
And a BIG thank you to lovely Karin for a comfy bed, glass of wine and a catch up too x
(oops I seem to have picked up a course brochure and Julie has several more weekends coming up.......)