Oh joy of joy's its the weekend
It is source of bemusement to me that I always feel worse and more tired after a short working week than after the full five days.... Work is incredibly busy at the moment as we are approaching the end of term and as we are interviewing for a new post on Monday, we have been preparing for that, I spent a happy two hours with the lovely Steve at the bookshop just picking stuff off the shelves and not worrying about the cost.... oh soooooo much fun!!!! Anyhoo less of the boring stuff! Actually I have been v boring this week - (apart from obviously Monday!) The smallest quilt in the world is still small... but getting bigger all the time... see below as modelled by Sophers!
I now have no ideas on what to do with it... so if you have a suggestion I'd be pleased to hear it!
I managed to get this photo in the Garden at the weekend and I thought I'd show it (see I really have had a lean week!!!)

Obviously was feeling brave... perhaps birdie knew that it's nemesis was otherwise occupied and it was safe to be about.....

It's now on to mega shop shop weekend , Lark Lane Farmer's market, then George Henry Lee's (John Lewis) for the Debbie Bliss sale and then Azkaban (or Abakhan/El Kilo) for an up to 70% fabric sale...then... Car Boot on Sunday..... Phew - I'll be glad to get back to work I think! I'll certainly need to if I'm going to spend as much as I think I will.
Hope everyone out there has a great one too!
Look at the Birdies on this one!
And how cute is this!!!

I shall have no need of plastic bags ever again!!!!



This band had the oldest person on stage I think he was nearly 80 !!!
We played mbira in the park, I learned a new piece (which I now have to practice!!)Legs, hands and mbira courtesy of Eve!!! I really love the shells on hers!!
We all ended up very tired, mostly subburned and with very muddy feet!!!! 



Such a nice view, with homemade bunting (yup me again!) some of 
Its strange for me to look at this photo. I remember my Grandma quite well, but I never met my Grandfather, he died from polio when Mum was eight. I see him in my Uncles, cousins and brother now. From all accounts he was a pretty remarkable man. He was an engineer and teacher, he could knit and sew and cook. He could turn his hand to most things and he's passed that on to each of us in different ways. 



