We have sort of given up on our favourite Hockering and Mattishall walk - the seven miler is too long, the four miler is fraught with anxiety as Finn has become very nervous of loud noises and frequently bolts when the bird scarers or guns go off, and the walk the other side of the A47 is quite stony and the last time we did it, Finn got something in his paw and was limping quite badly. It's all a bit of a disaster! I haven't given it up just yet, I just have to hope that the conditions are better the next time we try it.
I've sold a few of my things on Folksy and as commissions. This is a Norwich City scarf made for a season-ticket holder friend who requested a longer, thicker and warmer scarf for wearing at home games over the winter. So pleased is she with it, that potentially I'm making three more for her family members, just waiting for the nod to order the wool.
I have been the butt of jokes of friends and family as I vent my frustration about things not being made to last - these pyjamas are fifteen years old now and have a bloody great hole in them. I'm not that sentimental about my clothes but I had this pair in my camper van, Dizzy, when I had my big walking adventure in 2005 so I AM rather sentimental about this pair. I'm trying to work out how I'm going to patch them!
Mum and I recently visited a plant fair and Mum has decided she'd like something like this painted on the chimney pot she has - Shannon take note, this one has your name all over it!
Finn and I have been down to the west country for a weekend with Andy in the caravan - our walks were very truncated though - due to weather and a flock of wayward sheep that kept escaping onto our usual walking route - tricky!
