I confess that when it arrived, I’d forgotten why I ordered it. Yes it’s cute, but generally I don’t do much cute. However, it may well have been as part of an attempt to use up scrap. I like to think so. Although, like the cherries, my goodness, they don’t use up a lot per punching! It doesn’t matter, it’s all useful making. As you can see, I’m back in the kitchen, and the not tidying up of the desk top persists. I was in Costco on Sunday (the air con was rather nice) and the box of pastel felt tips fell into the huge trolley. Everything else I bought was on the list. Call it a pay off for doing a shopping run on a day when I think half of the population of Southampton had decided to go there too. Mind you, the longest and most persistent queues were for the petrol….20p PER LITRE cheaper than the high street. That’s quite significant isn’t it. Anyway, I haven’t tried the felt tips, nor have I seen them before. But like a lot of things, once you’ve seen something, then you see them everywhere don’t you….I looked them in the eye in Tesco yesterday. I took it as a sign that I was meant to have them. Obv.
The summer temperatures will probably mean I don’t sit at my desk for a couple of days now; I’ll probably be back to gentle stitching of the embroidery while I chase shade around mine or some one else’s garden. I know it’s hot and a lot of people can’t cope and it’s causing a lot of problems, but ah, I do love it. Just please take care of yourselves! Go on then, before you check out the ice tray in the freezer, link up so we can see how cool you are!
He helped his Mum empty the greenhouse ready to dismantle.
He did chopping and buttering when friends came for supper.
He pretended to enjoy a bit of farmers market type shopping.
And yesterday I let him loose on fixing some guttering because it’s not heavy lifting. And in turn, he erm, treated me to a sandwich and a coffee in the village on our way to the builders merchants. It’s been a week. I miss my desk. I didn’t realise how much I took for granted the fact that it’s there and that it keeps me occupied if I want it to! Gratitude overload today, for desks and benches..he’s going back to work with the clinic’s blessings, so you can guess what my plans include!
I don’t want to sit about being completely unproductive, so I spent a couple of happy hours in the shade adding some more stitches to the embroidery that usually only comes out when I’m on holiday. I have to say that half an hour prior to the mixing of the Pimms, Mr Dunnit had been hard at work around the corner, laying patio slabs. You can see that it’s not really finished, but it’s a flat surface in the shade…perfect for an impromptu desk! I’ve realised that this embroidery has still a long way to go…I don’t intend to up my game but it is going to take an awful lot more holidays to get it finished! 
There’s a story, of course. A customer of my shop (closed at least 15 years ago) and I would bump into each other occasionally at craft events or in local coffee shops. We lost touch gradually, and of course, lockdown sealed it good and proper. Fast forward to this May and I bumped into her at Salisbury Cathedral’s Festival of Flowers. Our diaries are silly and we aren’t geographic neighbours anymore, so in order to see her and catch up, she suggested I go to one of her Stampin Up! Workshops. It was last weekend, and the cards you see there are what I made whilst chatting, swigging coffee and being very smiley. Great morning; had forgotten what a tonic a workshop really can be! So the cards are spread out to cheer me whilst I do other stuff. There’s a square blue card from my small stash of cards for men, waiting to be written and posted. There’s also a couple of tags in bags…they explain the teeny photo gifts that are contained with them and are waiting to be sent too. I enjoyed making them, an oasis of just a few minutes in a rather lovely weekend.
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