Not my usual desk, but some craft work of a sort at last! You can tell that I've spray painted the tree that is the A. These words form part of a box full that Mr Dunnit has cut for me; different words that I'm sort of experimenting with in terms of painting, leaving naked, adding snow etc etc. The drawback to cans of spray paint is the need to be outside with a large cardboard box as a spray booth. It all gets blown about even on days when you wouldn't consider it windy. Nothing if not rankly amateur I can tell you. Still, so far so good. The box will then be retired to the garage. The intention is to add to it as time permits over the next few months and then have a stall at our town's Christmas Fayre next year. We'll see. I think the box I'm using is big enough not to be one of those that gets swallowed up by the 'special place' problem. Probably it's too big and we'll get sick of falling over it, walking around it, moving it to access other stuff, it will be put in a special place and totally forgotten until a deadline looms again! So here I am a week before Christmas, preparing stuff for next Christmas. That might lead you to the wrong assumption that I'm ready for this Christmas. I am, nearly. Just domestic chores to conquer, golly doesn't having to move furniture and wedge in a tree cause an upset! Hope you can take some time to feel the festivities in the big old run up.
My Workdesk has actually some used stamps and offcuts sitting on it...Miss Dunnit's current squeeze made something. Have to admit it was fun to throw ideas and lots of choices at him and watch him panic! He did a good job and I don't mind bragging slightly that it was an effortless slide back into full on workshop conductor mode! We're having a day that features just the four of us and will eat the traditional roast at some point. Not soon though, I haven't turned the oven on or peeled a vegetable yet!