Sunday 30 October 2011

I ShOuLd Be DoInG ThE iRoNiNg....

It's Sunday today, so we play "catch up time..." in this house, I'm meant to be doing the ironing, but instead I made a sneaky exit, & played about with paper & rubbers stamps...
Please tell me I'm not the only one that skives off from doing the dreaded 'jobs'...!!

Friday 21 October 2011

MoVinG FoReWoRd.....

Not sure how you do move foreword...

People keep saying... "time"..

Others say "routine"..

I've tried both.. not sure either of them really work....


I feel like the world is carrying on all around me at the moment...

Like I'm in some sort of dream..

People keep saying every one's grief is different.. & everyone deals with it different..

I'm just trying to get threw each day, as best I can...


You may remember me telling you a while back that a group of us, hand make things, whilst a few others of us collect vintage finds, flea market finds,

& thrift a bit...


Well, a few years ago we decided to all get together & hold a few fairs...

Starting off small & growing slowly....

We're called HANDMAID & VINTAGE & I'm the organiser...


I have gathered some very talented people, with some beautiful handmades, & some fabulous finds, all different, all unique & all well made, to find out more, about their work & finds, please hop over to our other BLOG



I've been trying to make things, & collect things, it's been at times a blessing

Because you can loose yourself for a hour or too....



I do hope if you have the time, you'll be able to join us on














Monday 10 October 2011

ShAdoWs BeHiNd Us...

I can't begin to tell you how painful these last few weeks have been.. after a short illness my poor dad passed away recently...


I've tried so hard to keep saying to myself that it's better he's no longer suffering, but it's so hard to really get your head & your heart to accept that you'll never have a conversation again, never laugh at the same jokes again, or look at one another & know that above all, you understand each other, like no one else does, because you're so alike...It's like a part of me has died as well...


My mum had to go to dad's wallet for something the other day, & came across these photo's of me,... I never knew he carried them around with him all the time...

My very proud dad on my wedding day, he was like a small child grinning from ear to ear all day...

A friend wrote to me & said that everyone leaves a touch of colour & shadows behind them when they leave us....
I hope where ever you are dad, that your colours are shining bright...