I name this machine.....

A bit of background: Ally (the other Scrap Lady) has a habit of saying things that absolutely floor me. Her great sense of humour could I think, be called 'ironic'. Bear that in mind as I tell you that at the then newly formed Ludgershall Crop, there was a discussion about other people's craft rooms and the decor and storage and such. Blah blah. We got around to talking about the letters and words that people alter and stick on their walls. Home. Wish. Dream. Inspire. Ally expressed her erm, frustration at the prevalence of such sentiment, and announced that if she ever had such a thing, it would have to say 'Bol***ks'. We roared with laughter. And then kinda fancied the idea very much, just for the shock value. It suits too, because at her place of work, Ally is, unluckily, surrounded by men in uniform and 'bol***ks' is the profanity of choice when things go wrong or become a little pressured. More laughter.

It was that conversation that caused me to chat up Mr Dunnit. And for Ally's birthday later in the year, we gave her the very set of letters that she'd wished for. She duly 'altered' them - by which I mean she covered them with nice paper, paint and bits and bobs, and they've adorned her desk since. With hilarious results and rarely in the right order. Because in the right order, they could of course, cause offence.

And that's why, whenever we have a crazy idea - like my recent need for heart shapes, or the frames for the 2 Scrap Ladies event or the bases for the next 2 Scrap Ladies event, or the letters for particular words..we ask Mr Dunnit if it's something that could be done on the Bol***ks Machine. I dunno about you, but I've had a lot of fun thinking about the official factory process for such a job - an order form - for a load of bol....., quality control - this job is bol...... . Yep. You get it. Even at this age, over-use of the odd word makes me giggle like a teenager with a smutty joke.

So to compensate for that, here at last, is a non Christmas card. Now that makes me smile. Although, after yesterday's moaning, and today's shopping trip, I'm feeling slightly less out of sorts!

Have a super weekend...sparkles will adorn this house by the end of it. Well, that's the plan.