I was feeling all chirpy and bright this morning, took the Apprentice to his job in Colliers Wood, collected the dog's pills from the vet, had breakfast with Mr Smith beating him at the word today. (GTEEAANRU). I was feeling super swotty. Then I remembered I have that ghastly stained glass class to attend today. Why on earth did I take on something so goddammed difficult?
The house project is coming along nicely though I have slowed down. As inspiration I have asked friends to contribute with little snippets of fabric so they each have a house in my fabric town. I have just made Rachel's mother's house - she died last year so it's a little memorial to her. I could add a bit of Granny's mink coat I inherited - a hairy house? Perhaps not.
Anyway, I have an action packed week with lots of friends visiting and endless nice things to do. As long as Mr Smith tows the line it's quite fun being me.
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