Crochetdermy...

We nipped over to Louth to see the magnificent crochet lions yesterday. Mr H thought the children would be unimpressed but was happy to be proved wrong. I felt it was a small victory for crochet. They were truly 'awesome' as *J* suggested.

They are touring the country in a glass sided truck. To look at you'd think it was coarse scratch wool but we knew otherwise as we'd been able to touch a sample when we visited The Hubb in Sleaford the day before. 36 miles of Swaledale wool was used to make the lions I believe.

a short break...

Mr H and I have been away for a few days. A 3 day court case in Bournemouth came up and I think I said something like, 'there's no way you're leaving me behind for that one'. In fact it turned out to be the longest break we've had (from the children) since our honeymoon. Four glorious days and three nights without having to organise four people 24/7. It was much needed.

So, this was the scene that greeted us in sunny Bournemouth last Wednesday evening. At about 8.30pm people were still lying on the beach with very little on, small children were digging in the sand. A paraglider in the sky and a jetrider in the sea. Mr H couldn't resist a chat with the fishermen on the pier waiting for the mackeral to come in. Mostly Polish and Lithuanian fishermen these days it would seem.

View from the pier. In this weather it could be the Mediterranean! I was a student here, but haven't been back for about 15 years. Quite a lot has changed in that time, but there are still hundreds of students.

We had a nice romantic walk through this park. If you stand still for too long you attract a whole scurry of squirrels. We had half a packet of nuts which we thought would be nice to share. The sheer numbers of them gave me the heeby jeebies, they got so close!

A little further along and this new attraction looked ever so slightly tempting (for about a nanosecond)...

Um, nah, no thanks! Not great with heights. We managed to cram in quite a lot in the following days... Poole, Lyme Regis, Bridport, Dorchester, Salisbury, The New Forest and Winchester. Bridport has the most fabulous yarn shop. More photo's and details tomorrow.

a fine english sunday...

These cricket snaps look pretty much the same every time don't they? Big green lawn, a few trees, white fluffy clouds and lots of boys dressed in white. It would be more interesting to photograph the parents on the boundary.

We played Suffolk today and it was close, we won by 9 runs. *J* bowled 4 overs for 6, and took a catch later in the match.

Meanwhile, large wheeled portable fridges were opened with chilled wine, strawberries and cream and goodness knows what else. Our ham rolls and cheese and onion crisps were nothing compared to the Suffolk picnics! Mind you, one of our crowd did light a disposable BBQ which I thought was brave given that they inevitably smoke when the fat drops through to the coals. It did annoy a few people.

Whilst cricket teas were being eaten (for the boys) I did a bit of cloud-gazing...

I'm getting awful fond of clouds these days. I've no idea why. I haven't stared at clouds much since I was a child, but I'm finding it's similar to meditation. It empties the mind of stressful thoughts.

We came across this fairy ring on a walk around the boundary. What is the theory behind these? Something a lot less exciting than fairies, I'm sure.

coconut, walnut and raisin muffins...

Rain stopped play against Hertfordshire today so we joined Mr H on a last minute booking with Sheffield Magistrates Court. Once there, we hopped on a tram to Meadowhall (otherwise known as Meadowhell), to top up the children's wardrobes after our recent clearing out sessions.

*J* was particularly short of trousers after the sort out. *E* insisted he needed to update his choices to include skinny jeans. His usual preferred long trousers are of the tracksuit type. So, now she has a cool little brother she can be proud of.

Once home, and armed with yet another new flour we haven't tried yet, Mr H decided to try out the recipe printed on the packet for walnut and raisin muffins. The flour is Organic Fairtrade Coconut Flour. Success at last! A batch of muffins that haven't ended up in the bin!

lacy vest progress...

Oh my, what a lovely slender neck you have Hilda. Doesn't she just wear this colour well? She really deserves a more glamorous name.

My inexperience is showing a little in this crochet project. I followed the pattern to the letter and crocheted the back panel in pattern until it was the stated length. Of course, when you hold it up, or drape it on a model, it kinda grows longer with the weight of it. Remains to be seen whether this is going to be an issue or not.

What a simply splendid waist too. These colour changes are not quite as subtle as I was expecting but nonetheless it brightens up the process of crocheting no end.

Quite frankly my daughter could wear this as a dress, with a lining of course, though it is actually what the pattern book calls a vest, and I call a waistcoat. This is the back view, and once made up it won't nip at the waist so much (it only does this because I have pinned it to Hilda, ouch!). There is edging to do last. I love the bit where it says, 'increasing and decreasing as required to keep flat'. Oh boy. I love a challenge but keeping my edgings flat has not been a strong point so far.

rainy half term days...

I can always be relied upon to have a rainy half term kind of thing tucked away somewhere. Although I must admit this is presenting a bigger challenge the older the children get. Meet Bill... the hero who saved a 14 year old from boredom today!

We've had painted toe nails, sketching, listening to music (24/7), visits to friends, shopping, reading, homework (with much moaning), sorting out of summer t-shirts (with a big pile for charity ie. 'what was I thinking when I bought that?' but today, after a lengthy lie in, the teenager declared 'I'm bored!'

Note: Those words were totally banned in my childhood! It was a great policy because it meant engaging your imagination. Not difficult.

We love these sturdy cardboard push out, slot together models, though it is a little disappointing that when it says 'makes 4 models' what it really means is that you can only make one at a time. E was rather fond of Bill and says he can stick around until she's in the mood for 'Olen' (the horse).

The random graphics pre printed on the card are what makes these quite arty and interesting. Bill has fish and butterflies and angels and all sorts printed on his body.

Here's where they came from: Kidsonroof Totem Nature

We have Totem City too (when J gets bored with his Playstation; not in the forseeable future then!).

(The prices seem to fluctuate a great deal, I paid £12 for each box of these just before Christmas with free delivery, it might be worth shopping around.)

a right royal palaver!

I do apologise for my brief absence once again. Just a little blip in general health. If you're going to pass out cold then a GP's consulting room is as good a place as any; gets you a free ride in an ambulance! Oo the fuss, I could have lived without all that.

I'm thankful I was home in time to salvage a little of the Jubilee atmosphere by recuperating on the sofa and watching it all unfold on TV. Husband and children, meanwhile, were getting soaked to the skin at our local village green serving hot dogs and burgers to the masses on behalf of the cricket club.

Today I felt even stronger and made it over to M&D's for a lovely roast dinner. I loved the little table centrepiece Mum had put together using the Silver Jubilee mug I remember from my childhood - I'd have been seven when they had street parties for that! I can't say I can remember very much about that but it's likely I would have been wearing something made out of cordrouy! Three cheers for cords...