Who stole my title?

Where were we… Thursday, was it? Okayyyy, reading back, it was indeed Thursday and I was planning to spin the remaining roving in the second colour. That happened. Hurrah. Not only that but even though I had a visitor on Friday afternoon, I spun the remaining roving in the third colour and that was it. Ta, da! All done.  I made the final skeins of 3 ply and all of my yarn now awaits a bath.

The second entry for this year’s show has not yet started as I need to chain ply the extra singles of two of the North Ron colours but I hope to make a start either today or tomorrow.

The Argent curl is progressing well although I am not finding a great deal of time to spend on it. I have used up half of my first skein so by necessity the thing is 25% completed. I do seem to have a chance of having it exhibited his year.

Saturday began brilliantly and I slept my way through it. When I finally rose at 11:30, Mr L imparted the news that the Air Ambulance was coming to visit at 1:30.  I chucked the camera battery on to charge, grabbed a bowl of cereal, sliced and salted some aubergine, and got ready for a walk. Mr L was busy replacing a loose floor tile and topping cupboards with worktops.

By the time that we left the house the weather was looking rather unexciting. 100 metres down the road, the rain began. It became heavier and we were glad of the shelter offered by one of the houses along by the Peedie Sea. We hung out, trying to keep my camera dry for ten minutes or so before the shower passed on. By the time that we reached the airfield everything was steaming gently in the sun.

The view from our sheltering point
The view from our sheltering point
Arriving at the Sanday airfield
Arriving at the Sanday airfield
There was plenty of time for a good look
There was plenty of time for a good look

 

You can see the airfield building reflected here - it's not like Heathrow Terminal 3
The island’s ambulance brought our First Responders to see what they might expect on a shout
You can see the airfield building reflected here - it's not like Heathrow Terminal 3
You can see the airfield building reflected here – it’s not like Heathrow Terminal 3

On the walk back home I managed to snap quite a few nice photographs, mostly of the “Beautiful Decay” persuasion. There’s lots of rust and decay on that route and I can spend many a happy hour capturing it at any time of the year.

Old Boot
Old Boot

I had planned to cook a Moussaka for dinner but by the time that we had arrived home my back was complaining bitterly and we opted for a chip supper takeaway from the pub – after which I did my plying and he played guitar. Nell sang.

My back is little better today but I shall get that Moussaka on to cook soon and now that I have some cupboards restored to me I must go and fill them and get my life reorganised. Hopefully I will find time to add some rows to my scarf too. One other thing waiting to be done is this month’s The Changing Seasons post. Hopefully I can tackle that tomorrow.

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Petunias always make me think of Dinghies

Petunias always make me think of Dinghies

It has been a busy day, not much time for anything. We walked the dog this morning but I took no photographs until I decided to take a few potshots in the village on our way back.

It has been bugging me

It has been bugging me

Come for a nature walk in the French countryside with me and Nell – I apologise for the image-intensive post. … Continue readingIt has been bugging me

Recent movements of the: Two Snails

Van Nessa : Her Leak

Van Nessa : Her Leak

Home from Melle, we set about cleaning the van in preparation for going out again. At the moment we are hoping to go out for at least one night every week in continuing efforts to break the cats in (or down!) Mr Snail was cleaning the bathroom. Although we haven’t used the shower we had… Continue reading Van Nessa : Her Leak

August, 6-9th, 2019

August, 6-9th, 2019

Deeply disappointed by our early return from the Dordogne and buoyed up by slightly cooler weather we effected our plan to go out “little and often” in an attempt to train the cats for living in the new van. Melle, Fontaine de Villiers Trip the 2nd for Van Nessa. https://campingcarpark.com/en/shop/parking-areas/camping-de-village-area-of-melle/ Another former Municipal campsite, smaller… Continue reading August, 6-9th, 2019

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