I hate thinking about Christmas too early. I’m a habitual last minute type. Present buying the week before, tree decorated on Christmas Eve, up all the night before wrapping presents, that’s me. But selling things that people might just want to … Continue reading
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stash stories ♥ day one
As you read this I will be on my way to France for a spot of rest and relaxation – exciting! But I didn’t want you to think that I’d forgotten my loyal blog readers. So I decided to set up … Continue reading
gifts from those who are gone
The process of clearing your parents’ house is a long and sad one. My partner’s dad’s home is at some distance from us, in Dorset. So, unlike when my own parents died, there is a lot of travel involved. It … Continue reading
no words
I only vaguely remember being nine years old. It was the end of the 1970s. I was at primary school, although they called it junior school then. Lucky enough to be happy and secure in my home life, I had … Continue reading
stitches and sadness
I spent quite a lot of time during the last couple of days just waiting. It gave me time to look closely at every stitch of an amazing piece of art. Entitled The Blackmore Vale Triptych, each of three panels … Continue reading
journey’s end…
So we’re back. The journey was long and tiring. The airline food was largely inedible. The house is cold. The fridge is empty. All just as expected. The morning brought a few tears. Then it was time to unpack. Whilst transferring … Continue reading