Monthly Archives: December 2010

December 11th

after a very hot and restless night, up and cooking bacon for butties for 20, there is no smell quite like it, followed by crafting 8 pointed stars then off home, after exchanging presents and Christmas wishes.
Quick trip up to Wednesbury to the world of Creative Sisters, more star making, painting baubles and exchanging news, trying to decide what was on the timetable for next term. I rather fancy block printing after seeing some wonderful creations using old printing blocks. Feeling inspired to start an art journal and to see where that leads…
Home for a late afternoon nap after a phone call and hearing all about the spinning class Alison went to and the plans for the move to Shetland – Muckle Flugga to be more precise. Sounds like a new way of cursing!

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December 10th

What a wonderful way to spend the day, I drove up to snowy Derbyshire and met Marion. We wandered with great glee around the shops at Chatsworth buying wonderful things and then went round the house all dressed up for Christmas – Russian theme of sumptuous delight.
Sharing a platter of food- brushetta with spicy warming topping, philly filled mushrooms and a tiny butternut squash and cheese tart, followed by delicious coffee and a sinful mince pie.
Then what a night, sleeping over with 17 girls and 2 other leaders at Trefoil House, a trip to the German market, merry round riding, shopping, eating too and of course photographs of fun. Back for hot chocolate and while the girls watched a DVD, catching up on crafting and chat.

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December 9th

Great excitement, exhibited for the first time, seeing my felt work hanging gave me a secret thrill.
Mild weather no need for a coat just my trusty pink cardigan.
Struggling to remember how to do the eight pointed stars so I can teach them to others – and the eureka moment when it turned out right.

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December 8th

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Crisp cold days, shivering with intent. coated leaves in an icy sheen, slipping and sliding on the pavement.
Christmas cake fruits soaking, smelling divine. One for sister and mini’s for many.
Wool slipping through my fingers knitting a scarf, is it wide enough, warm enough, will the recipient like it?

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