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August's snippets
{playing} at being Tudors. We call it playing. It’s fairly hard work actually, given the level of research, the costume making, even just long days. And we are volunteers, receiving a place to put a tent and food in return for our participation. No matter how hard it is, I wouldn’t miss it for the…
Weekend snippets 14 August 2016
{trying out} bullet journaling. Well, I wrote out a weekly diary page three times in a notebook, ripped them out because I didn’t like the layout, and put the notebook in my bag anyway. So I’m thinking about trying out bullet journalling. And somehow I’ve restrained myself from buying yet another notebook even though it’s…
Blogs unblogged
There have been gaps in the archives of this blog before. They always make me a little sad, when I look back and I don’t have the reminders of our day to day life. I haven’t even been keeping up with my snippets post, and that’s a real shame. Small said the other day that…
A day trip to Liverpool Biennial with Cass Art.
Would you believe I’ve never been to Liverpool? Ridiculous, I know, but up until last Saturday, the absolute truth. But on Saturday, I got up at 5.30, and headed off for a day trip, invited to visit the Biennial 2016, a festival of contemporary art by Cass Art. Having never been to the city before,…
Bottersnikes and Gumbles.
A couple of weeks back, I took the two younger children down to London for the premiere of Bottersnikes and Gumbles, a new show available on CBBC and Netflix, based on an Australian book. At this point, you know as much as I did 🙂 If you mention Bottersnikes and Gumbles, you largely get blank…
Low on words
Perhaps they blew away at the beach, caught on the winds like the dreams of a child hoping to fly. Or were they buried like treasure by a pirate’s apprentice? Maybe they washed away in the rain, or faded with the rainbow? Or perchance I left them in a different century… I’ve lost them before,…
You should be here.
Once in a lifetime should have been within your years. Miss you little sister. And I know this song is about a parent, not a sibling, but it’s close enough. (if you don’t know the back story, it’s here.)
13
Hard to believe that I’ve two teenagers now, but I do. Small, the baby named ironically because he was anything but (9 9 since you ask) is 13 years old today. He’s a wonderful, kind, quirky, gentle boy, full of intelligence and surprises. Right now he’s growing like a shoot, and has braces so his…
