Friday, 29 February 2008
We are going away for a few days, and the most fun bit about it is that Simon does not know where we are going! I love organising surprise meals or breaks, and taking us off in the wrong direction and generally confusing him! He knows we are only going about one hour away!
1 - counting down to Simon becoming 50 in a few hours time
2 - friendly people in Treknow
3 - getting organised before going away like I never usually do
This picture, St. Michael's Mount, is nearer to where we are going than where we are now!
Jonathan, Simon's cousin, will be looking after the house, Barney and Ted.
Thursday, 28 February 2008
Wednesday, 27 February 2008
1 - a rooky-raveny-crowy jackdawy affair flying past with a huge stick
2 - the various cupboards and shelves I had been meaning to paint for ages which I painted yesterday
3 - the 'Mrs Baggit says take you Litter Home' sign which my neighbour found abandoned in his Council depot and knew I had craved for years! This will ony make sense to anyone who has lived in/visited Cornwall for years, but represents a campaign in roadside parking places many years ago. Needs a bit of a clean up and some graffiti removing, then I will post a picture.
Tuesday, 26 February 2008
Monday, 25 February 2008
These have all been made on the embellisher machine. One has had beads added to the heart.
Saturday, 16 February 2008
On the first day, we went to see uncle Maurice. He is 95. After the uprights had a meal, we all went to the house and the other dogs played with the children. I found a big container in the garden, with yummy bits of food in. I managed to eat quite a lot. It is called a compost heap. I played with a little girl, she gave me a stick and we had fun.
On the Monday, we went to see Lovely, in Eastbourne. She taught me how to eat bread nicely, and we went for a walk on the sea front. Some people have wheels instead of feet, that is funny!
The next day we went to see Uncle Peter. He took us to see the docks at Dover, and to Folkestone and a special place where they ahve taken all the soil out of the tunnel under the sea and made a spceial place for wildlife. I trampled all over it and made sure the wildlife would not be too prolific.
On Wednesday, we sat in the garden and Vanessa did a painting, it is rubbish.
On Thursday, we went to see Uncle Maurice again, and I ate more compost. Berri weed on my head, it was my fault, I put my head under his tummy at the wrong moment.
We came home on Friday, although it still does not feel quite like home here yet.
Friday, 8 February 2008
This weekend we are going to Sussex to celebrate my Uncle Maurice's 95th birthday! I am very proud of Uncle Maurice, he is an inspiration. He still goes to writing classes, lives independently and can operate a computer. He is sharp and witty, and hugely knowledgeable, his memory is far better than mine. He has won through various physical illnesses, but his thirst for life and new knowledge overcomes all else.
Maurice is a socialist, a pacifist, and he is not afraid to offer a controversial opinion when he sees fit. He has three daughters, whom he largely brought up alone, as his wife died in her early 40's. He ran a succesful nursery for many years, mainly growing cyclamen. He retired when the storms of 1987 blew away most of his greenhouses, taking away the decision as to whether he should repair them or not!
I can't wait to see him and his family, and to be beaten into submission on some value I hold close that turns out to be wrong!