Good old days!

I have rejoined Facebook not under my own name but that's not important.  It's not a life time commitment but it's fine at the moment.  I joined many years ago then deleted my account.  I'm happy blogging or instagramming because I use a pseudonym not for any other purpose than to remain a little anonymous. Anyway through Facebook I have reconnected with some old friends.  Publicly as we already text from time to time.  Why we've even been known to meet up every once in a while! One of my friends has got herself something that produces a jpeg from an old slide. She has posted them onto Facebook and tagged me in them. Most of them I have never seen but it has been quite lovely reminiscing.  I'd like to share them here. I've made a little photoshop mosaic and kept my most favourite 'whole.'

Time to get up!

Last week I went to see my sister who was staying in a caravan at Scarborough.  I don't see her very often so it was lovely to catch up. We stayed over too and sister had brought her own alarm clock with her...

It was her little dog who is really excitable! She jumps onto the bed and licks and wags until you get up! I should have brought her home with me because No 4 really doesn't like mornings! 

A little crafting

I committed myself and a friend to doing a craft stall at a local event. I have made a few bits and bobs but really need to up my game! The whole point of the stall is to promote the craft workshops that I have arranged.  I do like to draft a little help from my little friend and she truly considers herself drafted :-)

A spot of sewing.

I had not done any sewing for a while but had been thinking about it. I'd even bought some fabric. I suppose it's always difficult when you use your only dining table as your craft table. I finally managed to bite the bullet and get both of my machines out. I'd bought my overlocker a while ago but hadn't used it. The other machine is a beautiful old singer which I love. I still have to hem the sleeves and the bottom of the dress but this is the result so far! I'll put it on and give you a twirl when I'm done!

It's the little things.

I haven't disappeared I've just been busy with lots of things.  How I ever found time to work is beyond me. I am trying to tackle lots of the little jobs and some of the bigger jobs too. They have kind of mounted up some what. I was given this lovely pine unit over a year ago. I waited patiently for Mr Cymraeg to hang it, and I waited, and waited.  Today I thought blow this and I've done it myself. It's the little things that make me happy ♥ Thanks Sal ♥

It's hog roast time!

Last year we did our very first hog roast. Surprisingly we were asked back to do one again this year...

Help with crafting!

We are cat sitting for my daughter's two kittens. It's very difficult getting anything done! Then fast asleep as all that wool chasing work is very tiring. 

Elvis

I have been off work for almost three weeks now and will not be back before the summer holidays.  I was dancing to Transvision Vamp, baby I don't care when I heard something in my hip tear. There was horrendous pain and lots of heat. I tried to walk/shuffle but I thought I was going to pass out.  No 4 helped me to a chair where I settled and waited for husband to come home from work.  He made me phone the Nhs helpline and they wanted to send an ambulance.  NO! I live in a village and everyone can quickly know your business. Husband practically carried me to the car and I spent an evening in A&E. I was a bit of a mystery as I was clearly in lots of pain and yet it happened so simply. After an X-ray where they found it hilarious and nicknamed me Mrs CanCan I was finally allowed home providing I could prove that I could stand and also with very strong painkillers.  With all the effort I could muster I stood. I was determined not to stay in hospital overnight!
Now comes the long and painful recovery. I have started crafting again which has kept me sane. I hadn't intended to blog about this but it spilled out! If you remember previously I mentioned becoming a dancer, I had a text from my sister saying 'Elvis, your dancing days are over!' Clearly Elvis has left the building.