welcome home toastie..

The visitors really are gone now and although I have lost points in Habit Judo for not blogging during their stay I don’t care.  Really visitors take up all the rest of the time I have spare from essentials and I aint going to push myself too hard just to ramble on here – I doubt you lot noticed too much anyway!

A phone call from my GP on Wednesday informing me that my blood test showed high TSH levels has given me the reason for my increasing tiredness, problems with memory and concentration etc.  Basically that means that the well meaning doctor who lowered my dose of Thyroxine last November was an idiot and I am suffering for it.  At least I know that I will be better again soon…

And now for my big news.. TA-DAR!

Toastie and me

This is Toastie.  She is a rescue dog and comes to us courtesy of a wonderful woman called Glenys Bufton a one woman dog rescue Queen.  We had put our name down with Glenys about a month ago looking for a small friendly dog and last Friday we got the call. Glenys was over run with dogs needing help and had run out of foster carers, would we like to foster a small x breed terrier and if we liked her we could keep her?  Oh Yes..  So, Friday afternoon we found ourselves arriving in a Lidl’s carpark ready for the handover – sort of like a drug deal, only instead of cocaine Glenys was cradling in a blanket a very small pink pig that had been found in the middle of the road somewhere.  Fortunately she did also have a Toastie in the back of her car and the deal was done.

We think she is the greatest as do our friends and visitors-  although she does have a few challenging personal habits including rolling in poo – causing our friend’s son to create this work of art..

Then she had her first bath in her new home..

All our visitors have gone and life is nearly back to normal again, except… last night I was contacted by my cousin visiting from NZ and reminded that she is coming to see us, possibly as soon as tomorrow.

Either a feast or a famine..

Now that his parents have gone T’s holiday is over and he is back to work tomorrow ;-(   I will miss him.

I am back to work tomorrow myself and getting the spare bedroom sorted for the new visitor.  I need to do a little light reading as well – I am in the middle of a Falco mystery and because it is complicated AND  set in Roman times which I know bugger all about I need to concentrate.  I also have a continuous need to crochet which I haven’t had much time to do in the last couple of days so back into it.

I have no new photos to share with you because of the SD card problem – hopefully the new one will arrive in the next couple of days.  Then I can share a the reason that I have had less time on my hands … 😉

a few more…

I have been so busy today – what with one thing or another – I nearly forgot to blog at all.  And now I am tired, tired, tired and its time to go to bed.  Need to be up in time tomorrow to take T’s parents to catch their train to Liverpool.  Big thunderstorm last night kept me awake and there are rumblings now so we may get another yet.

Just a few more photos from Wonderwool Wales..

woolly festival…

It was a while back now and I can’t for the life of me remember why I didn’t blog about it back then because I had such a great time.

I heard about Wonderwool Wales – the festival of natural fibre and wool before we left New Zealand and I knew that sadly we weren’t going arrive in the U.K. until it was over.  So this year I was just dying to go and my friend M who has been before, was kind enough to bring me along and show me the ropes.  Wonderwool is held over two days and we ended up going on the Sunday.

Man was it big!  And I was the toddler in the sweet shop – an unbelievable amount of stalls selling all sorts of wonderful wools and silks and dyes and everything you can think of to do with knitting, crochet, felting, spinning and weaving.  I didn’t know which way to look first and M held me by the hand and dragged me along through the huge halls all the way to the end so I could get some idea of where things were and where to start – which I am glad she did.

I spent far too much buying lovely stuff including a stunning hank of green silk yarn and local wool  – one hank dyed with onion skins the other with indigo plant.  M also gave her purse a good bashing.  But my other friend Louise beat us both in a big way by purchasing an old and very beautiful kimono. The SD card on my camera has broken so I can’t take any photos till the new one arrives, otherwise I would show you what I bought.  I do have some photos from the day however  – can’t wait till next year..

M with the Wonderwool programme
Some of the stash
Felted cuff
Brooches and felted notebooks

Felted bowls
Like the knitted beard?

along the way..

So – how is the Habit Judo going I hear you ask?  Well I don’t hear you really but I am going to tellsya anyway because that’s just the kind of frigger I am..

It’s going good – suspiciously good.  Normally I am just like most other people – I start a new habit, something I really want to do and go great guns at it for a while.. and then it wears off.  This time I seem to be able to keep it going, even writing my blog everyday (which is habit number one) has been fairly painless.  I am benefiting from habit number two, taking my thyroid medication every day, something which I try hard to do but occasionally fail at and habit number three – keeping up my Habit Judo spread sheet keeps it all ticking along nicely.

I have already got to my white belt and I have had two rewards.  That is the best bit of course, I bought two really cheap books off Amazon one of them a collection of poems by Mary Oliver , I posted one of her poems a couple of days ago.

I have even got to the stage of adding another habit – stretching exercises every day.  Where will it all end?!

The poetry book is absolutely wonderful by the way.  I can’t recommend it highly enough – there is a lot of her poetry on the internet if you can’t stretch to a book.

I seem to have had a long day, work and then straight after on to my friend M’s for a visit and then to Stitch and Bitch – which was its usual uproarious fun.  But I got home at nearly 8pm and now I need a wee sleep or sloop which I just typed.  I must remember to show you the photos of Wonder Wool tomorrow…Seeya folks

The Journey

One day you finally knew
what you had to do, and began,
though the voices around you
kept shouting
their bad advice–
though the whole house
began to tremble
and you felt the old tug
at your ankles.
“Mend my life!”
each voice cried.
But you didn’t stop.
You knew what you had to do,
though the wind pried
with its stiff fingers
at the very foundations,
though their melancholy
was terrible.
It was already late
enough, and a wild night,
and the road full of fallen
branches and stones.
But little by little,
as you left their voices behind,
the stars began to burn
through the sheets of clouds,
and there was a new voice
which you slowly
recognized as your own,
that kept you company
as you strode deeper and deeper
into the world,
determined to do
the only thing you could do–
determined to save
the only life you could save.

© Mary Oliver. Online Source

tripping around..

We have been on another outing – to Ludlow an hour or so north of Hay.  We have been there before, years ago and this time our visit was not for long so we will be going back.

There are just under 500 listed buildings in the town and with a castle, a really interesting church (where the original Shropshire Lad A.E. Houseman was buried) and a reputation as a great town for foodies, Ludlow is well worth a visit.  St Lawrence the 11th century church,  is wonderful and one of my favourites. I took a few photos for you.

Collage window - bits and pieces of other medieval stained glass windows stuck back together again

Wire Green Man in Pembridge

i love my town..

I am a crocheting fool this evening and then later T and I  are off out to the Open Mic Night at Kilvert’s to meet our friend Leslie.  Hope it will be a good night – doesn’t really matter, it will just be nice to be out and have a lovely pint and great company.

I have been crocheting these..

It’s a African Flower/Granny pot holder – pattern taken from the Crochet With Raymond blog.  There is a great tutorial if you feel like trying your hand. I gave this blue beauty to my mother -in- law Coral and now am over half way through my second one (purple).  Lots of fun.

Just before I go I have to show you this lovely face cloth that my friend M gave me – she is very clever and I am a lucky girl 🙂

Cotton owl dish cloth - cable knit

By the way – I have just got hold of the programme for the philosophy and music festival called How The Light Gets In that runs during the Hay Book Festival but is based at The Globe on the other side of town – OhMyGod!!!!  It sounds amazing…  If you ever get the chance to come to Hay – come at this time of year, it’s going to be brilliant.  If you’ve got time click on my link and check it out.