So after last week’s bombshell it was find a venue and food and and and , for the wedding later this month. Mission accomplished, village hall hired, wedding put back two hours to set up hall after a children’s party, disco told, table linen hired, trip booked to France for wine ,guests all ok with change of arrangements, bride happy, groom happy, draft report on unreliable and unhelpful hotel written for Trip Advisor! Chill.
Last weekend I went to Wales to see my brother and Mum. Mum has Alzheimer’s sadly. She indicated many years ago that she would prefer to be in a care home should she become too unwell and need 24 hour care. She loves company and apparently is always to be found in the residents lounge, chatting. Sadly although she recognises P and me she doesn’t know who we are, just that she knows us and is pleased to see us. We finished clearing her bungalow , a sad but necessary task ,and I have come home with four great big boxes of her treasures. Mr E was really pleased to see them all! We are rather bursting out of the house already, some serious de-cluttering is called for if I am to accommodate these items.
Still lovely to be a totally new part of Wales. I knew the Black mountains, the Brecon Beacons and Snowdonia, but around Llandrindod Wells the countryside is rolling hills, buzzards, red kites and sheep. So many sheep , and I thought we had a lot of sheep in Yorkshire.
Lunch stop on the way, near Welshpool.
Whilst away I found my missing wool needle, attached to the zip of my tablet cover. I got out and put away my tablet three times that weekend and it was only on the third and final occasion that I noticed the needle. Now tell me how did the needle jump from the back of a crochet heart left on a sofa onto a tablet cover left on the coffee table shelf? The house Gremlin at work after all perchance?
Still enough of that. I said I had some more pictures from Greece to show you. I do love a Folk Museum. We went to one based in an old watermill. We travelled on the mini train you may have seen amongst my Turn pictures. I need you to imagine a single track road wending its way through olive gloves, to the sound of crickets and the delicious smell of wild thyme.
The watermill. (Photo by Mr E). First we toured the watermill which had been used to mill flour, before visiting the folk museum. It was only a single room but lots to interest the fabricistas and yarnies amongst us.
Loom with wool winder above?
Little bit of crochet here.
Bag hanging on the wall, I rather liked the star/flower on this.
Vintage sewing machine, not certain what the other objects are.
I liked this bit of tapestry/carpet on a shelf, the geometric pattern could come from almost anywhere , it reminded me of some I had seen in books from South America.
After our tour here, which we were rather rushed through it was up to the waterfall,which I shared in a 30 days wild post. Altogether rather a wonderful trip.
Anyway that is quite enough natter. No sewing to share this week and only a bit of knitting.
Very slow progress, but some nice mindless knitting. Two more inches to go on the back- should be done this weekend. Meantime I was in York this week at the dentist for a check up and all is well. I had run our of black embroidery floss so dropped into Hobbycraft. I really should send Mr E for single items like this. This is what I came out with.
Whoops! The bright colour is for Master T, I think this is what he means by bright, not what is currently on the needles, don’t you?
Seriously I have to stop by yarn. The Yarn diet starts now and ends in 2018! Really it does.
But best of all I got shoes for you know what. So that is me kitted out. Now to persuade Mr E he really needs a new suit!
I hope you all have a great weekend full of favourite people and things you like to do.