tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-69524559308902929822024-03-04T20:10:11.696-08:00CrisashylandA blog dedicated to my life, my crafting and my photography efforts, however bad they may be.Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger25125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952455930890292982.post-2868515854658153882009-01-23T10:22:00.000-08:002009-01-23T11:00:47.653-08:00News updateI can't believe how long it is since I've posted on my blog. Soooo much has happened! My boiler died last week so the plumbers coming in next week to fit another one - oh joy! Clare and George have moved to a bigger house so we had all the fun of helping them move last week. It was a nightmare. It was absolutely amazing how much stuff they had managed to cram into a small two bedroomed terrace house. Allan has spent all week trying to sort out all the little diy jobs for them as unfortunately diy is not one of Georges strengths - bless him! He's a great bloke and I couldn't have wished for anyone better for my girl, although, he's lucky he got her too. <div><div><div><div> </div><div>David finished a long term relationship in October, which was quite traumatic for everyone. He had been going out with Louise for 9 years and so she was very much part of the family. She had lived with us for a short while, been on holiday with us many times and spent lots of time with us at home. It was very strange when she stopped coming round but despite all this I think it was probably the best decision for both of them if a somewhat sad one. </div><br /><div></div><div>I hope everyone had a nice Christmas. Ours was really nice, however it was a little marred by the fact that Allans mum had that awful flu bug that was going round. She's 87 so it really took its toll, although if I'm honest I do think she milked it for all it was worth. She even rang one morning at 2.00 a.m. to tell us she couldn't sleep and Allan had to go and sit with her for the rest of the night. I must admit to feeling less than sympathetic at that point. Anyway she's OK now thank goodness. </div><br /><div></div><div>My gorgeous grandaughters are still just as gorgeous. Jess had her 9th birthday in November. She had a disco at a local pub and at least 200 children went (well it felt like that anyway - it was actually about 30). The lady dj was wonderful, doing games with the kids and getting them on the stage to mime to a Hannah Montana song - as you can see Jess is really shy!</div><br /><div></div><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294561118251547730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 316px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTEswIxA7vzWyBBlkxqdpUUl2UThaKFYf8RQMO0YM5Djt5W87bWJvZml1bboGDJNOdaHKRpaeOCQ5qfQt5byrf1cr4QGuq9aMGDfqUaq3r3SKxc0BqlATddCw_Qc6ssVC6jcYeY_wgQaw/s320/DSC01211.JPG" border="0" /></div></div><div><br /></div><p></p><p>Millie is 11 months old now, can you believe how fast the time has gone. She is wonderful and its amazing how fast she can move, shuffling along on her bottom. Clares taking a year out once she's finished her degree this year so she can take some time doing the things with Millie she did with Jess as a baby and toddler. Clares been studying now for five years and during the last three years she started her degree, met and married George, had Millie and moved house. I think she deserves a bit of a break! Anyway here are some up to date pics of Millie moo - as you can probably guess the nickname relates to her personality. She's a gorgeous little madam who throws tantrums when she's not allowed to play with what she wants and screams as if she is being murdered when Clare leaves the room. Oh and as you can probably guess, she loves her food.</p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294564333995006018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1QAci_ZfsO6Vd17ncGRpaJscGBH2Lw59JkbSKsJygEUSnmvAhMdTJLePrYFSthwePCzJLyAeOtlrL4o6Z2kUB9sA1zhrANVxe4AekhXN8VC3j6oDNGgHd0BsT8ihryKrqntUk6ZyTQcQ/s320/DSC01199.JPG" border="0" /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294564337511459298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZpzs9VwVf3HcyjXenvs143Z7sIiRR6uvYZ9wwN4A7fjKdwr85SdkfslMhT0fGaW11AmmkMLmsMlywYd4PE-tYPfjf1P3gDB4IXf6pF4kg6QgTh7v5F-3A84SWsU7rl54P_qJD9y7RJiA/s320/DSC01213.JPG" border="0" /></div><div><p></p><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294564349309003154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgb67ay7r-_JtSUx4FkBKVdbnLYlqk5JyCDINh_uJUrVOjrQmu1VoUvl1mIlfOEdt0o9z2dwoBW45pXtsSa2Xa1WNdZLgjOgRyI5GmgTIcQLrKVowFNo80sM8sniVF9msBYoxhSTMz62Mg/s320/DSC01273.JPG" border="0" /></p></div></div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294564341272414930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMscu5k86ilwRApV7mDGkjWCN4ULmfKjKn4NIo8Sva5q25h7AACEhAlnSJVjjR27P9KQ66OCsEmxzbtDAJhwazjJV5lz57r04syeBlUI1QvkVxgM0Xhp7BLl2DPiSlT9jwwK12r0V1PVo/s320/DSC01250.JPG" border="0" />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952455930890292982.post-3115151549768517032008-08-28T09:45:00.000-07:002008-08-28T10:12:26.570-07:00Stamps - not the rubber ones!<span style="font-family:verdana;">I've started stamp collecting. Yes, yet another hobby to keep me away from the housework. Why on earth would she do that, you migh ask. Well about 10 years ago I went to a car boot sale and someone was selling a carrier bag with a couple of full stamp albums and lots of envelopes full of loose stamps. I don't know why I bought them, I just did. Maybe I thought there would be a rare stamp in among them which would make me a rich woman. Anyway, I just stuck them in a cupboard, still in the carrier, and promised myself I would take time out to sort them out. Ten years on, here I am, doing just that and its great. There is so much history in them. Commemorative stamps from the coronation of George VI, centenary of postal history, 1948 olympics, royal weddings all sorts of stuff. I've bought myself an album, so away I go!</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Isn't it fascinating how quickly babies grow and develop. Millie was six months old on Tuesday and I've been looking at all the photos since she was born. She's gone from 8lb 6 oz to 18lb 10 oz, she can roll over, sit up, smile, laugh, say dada, chew her toes and is desperately trying to push herself along with her legs, to reach things when she is laid on her tummy. She is so interested and happy and soaks up everything around her. Jess is totally besotted with her and loves it now Milly can sit (although she does still wobble over occasionally - hence the cushions) on the floor and play. </span><br /><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;">From this ...<br /></div></span><p><span style="font-family:verdana;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239615281533544450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXCPtnjhz-GyKpK2RI2L0iEyqsfXrdTbPxXlqRZCjAwB5R3xwFYwoHabJ8OO_KcbBmdHd9uJtreDsBd0uG6roeP0Qq68NH-rYbNj_7eL5Tc2pXmAdLFdRyEcOvnjNjdpnH2oGbEIR6ZH8/s320/DSC00069.JPG" border="0" /></span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;">to this, in just six months!<br /></span></p><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239613748869652178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQYSimMgiopRR1d-CUnqvfJc4SJB3TpA2rT1f-dKa6Y5eb42yN1NxNFsnEKmWLNgoskncBUjAm6pKmfj71zbqmq7tNSSh1X_BQfevOKrjb9ZEArTz5WjHvLj4BErpP-GeROv4fyigaxeI/s320/DSC01103.JPG" border="0" /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239613755419357538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjch7nd6PVVvEg9Q_l2pTCs463m-SftWagYPW_SkSbmez59Jva-Lioo57Xq27E-NuL0Nr-5baLxz_5-QjBR3DusS1SKWY1y3v7ckRIwvxxFuwCQqMHjEjXTzNGdQHVeW-jwAQYZ5iKquVQ/s320/DSC01109.JPG" border="0" /><br /></span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952455930890292982.post-78600591297657600572008-08-25T05:35:00.000-07:002008-08-25T06:02:41.155-07:00I can't believe it!<div><span style="font-family:verdana;">I just can't believe that I haven't blogged since the beginning of July! Its been one of those things that, lately, I just haven't got round to despite all my good intentions. But hey, ho! I'm working through the list slowly but surely.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;">I've been on holiday to Phwelli in Wales since I was last on here. I had a lovely week in a caravan with Clare and her family. It was wonderful spending a full week with my grandbabies, although I have to say by the time I came home I was shattered. I took some brilliant photos while I was away, especially when we went on the Snowdonia Railway, but scrapping them is yet another thing on my 'to do' list. I haven't even got any of the ones from Dorset done yet ... shame on me!</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;">What I have done, however, is kept up to date with my CJ's. At the moment I am doing two - one with the Bubblyfunk gang and another one on UKS. As usual I'm loving it, but I have been very sensible this time and stuck at two CJ's, instead of going mad and trying to do four CJ's, ATC's on three forums and BF swaps all at the same time. </span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span> </div><div><span ></span><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238435789490946050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCFT_dojQtJiCSbXWjOKoHApUCsJBLujaQ53j-hb2P6gwYP-2O0GC7JuWpwS3x1Buuziv3RItQwTU4b3Cy5cpoeIMJmsci7wsHLR9TcvIexu0dcAvZH3xFIjeyKQYCJGrJuYRGFMi0lXo/s320/mixed+149.jpg" border="0" /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;">UKS CJ - Favourite songs. I made the front of the speaker from some bits I cut from a Mcdonalds Happy Meal box. The speaker looks a bit lop sided on this pic but I think its just that the page isn't flat as it didn't really look like that. </span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238435785339006466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDA68v0OVD_YpAvjjx_AbMHR_nD087zYAPjLzINuWfuige0mOTbaVpSq2UKBrWxFkHL5W3KIYnSjRJy4I0qfC-PAz2G-u4UyLspy5w60xHLPsCVF2CrbRUXDI1FyyvjHcPPQGG9lF8jv4/s320/mixed+143.jpg" border="0" /></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;">This was another UKS CJ - The title was Disney which gave me loads of scope. All the other pages are really colourful so I opted for black and white, which of course lent itself to the spotty doggies.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238435782169594434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnwtJw3QduwsTMNq7G2yfpxliTHyTFQDEKSD5_IdBfN__1TuNauvNnTzZFEyZ3jLEzZRbAXp7wmDd2O_vjQ2Yag7LWsKUtw44mdAPIAhNyF-aCSmSu1WmS7bIPb0BPuMzp5FUXrtZ0qaY/s320/mixed+146.jpg" border="0" /></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;">This is Rosie's BF CJ and I must admit to being a bit stuck to start with but once I got going I really enjoyed it. This layout is made up from stuff from the June BF kit, which I absolutely loved and have done loads with. The little birds always make me smile.</span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span> </div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952455930890292982.post-13631364367883066012008-07-02T06:58:00.000-07:002008-07-02T07:20:51.725-07:00Ms Fox!<span style="font-family:verdana;">I had one of those once in a lifetime experiences the other evening. As some of you probably know we have a horse which we keep on a farm. Over the last year we have seen a number of foxes round and about, but as to be expected as soon as they see you they are off like a shot. The farmer is happy for them to be there as he and his neighbours don't have any livestock and the foxes keep the rabbits down. Anyway one of the foxes had babies a few months ago and the three of them have also been seen around the farm. Although two of them act just like the adults, one of them has become increasingly curious about humans and people have started throwing it odd bits of food. The other night Allan and I were up there and it came trotting down the lane to us. Allan had put a piece of left over fish from the fishshop in the van, just in case we saw it and the pics show what happened next.</span><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOEXL1mb-Gbn3zi2A9sfvo-5UswieWlL0w6_e6aqFUzeoXL792elLJQPJdhQyPnJ0w6DdppPYuojRregC6rHTnpglpnG1uMGWVl3EJ-Rry7IDSJT4f4PortyGjP3q3p1cVn-1Mfc7QXoE/s1600-h/DSC00716.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218419047511345810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOEXL1mb-Gbn3zi2A9sfvo-5UswieWlL0w6_e6aqFUzeoXL792elLJQPJdhQyPnJ0w6DdppPYuojRregC6rHTnpglpnG1uMGWVl3EJ-Rry7IDSJT4f4PortyGjP3q3p1cVn-1Mfc7QXoE/s320/DSC00716.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiT7ANgUQB-6l4r8iUYVGZyE4N9v7A66JSxIhzcjdZ7HcOFDjUOZ5vSyv_brJLKtC7PYSeGS916gyf9gZ9B5PBWfNT45-JvxB5IZ1VaFwQka-VB0wMCxZUthGjqB7rE0MfBEi3BOkFF9TY/s1600-h/DSC00723.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218419049860682514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiT7ANgUQB-6l4r8iUYVGZyE4N9v7A66JSxIhzcjdZ7HcOFDjUOZ5vSyv_brJLKtC7PYSeGS916gyf9gZ9B5PBWfNT45-JvxB5IZ1VaFwQka-VB0wMCxZUthGjqB7rE0MfBEi3BOkFF9TY/s320/DSC00723.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghfzND9rxlSX99zm10WLsZsYyTExxxoUUif2CATlciZF4ZlDMY0X5Ynk4tZBtBGlgXMgd37Nq2WDfzP4AxlS6JHqoOWO4B3vir5aNg8rdQok6u3i2NTTiMI6PbAaS7Lw7tvM9nzQvdVMo/s1600-h/DSC00742.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218419057198373394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghfzND9rxlSX99zm10WLsZsYyTExxxoUUif2CATlciZF4ZlDMY0X5Ynk4tZBtBGlgXMgd37Nq2WDfzP4AxlS6JHqoOWO4B3vir5aNg8rdQok6u3i2NTTiMI6PbAaS7Lw7tvM9nzQvdVMo/s320/DSC00742.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjn_V6BlpQOS3xC_MMlkMPs6PgJ2xh_dcufVVw5Fu4-yqK-q_73Wt8xB0IzuFKxJ0BOOR7kDGLc6XkaSMRcY9CDCDsBC2I4llpaSwgeiH4WfOiEE3onc1MCJWICTH91hNoGwsihzPn0RQQ/s1600-h/DSC00714.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218419059159915378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjn_V6BlpQOS3xC_MMlkMPs6PgJ2xh_dcufVVw5Fu4-yqK-q_73Wt8xB0IzuFKxJ0BOOR7kDGLc6XkaSMRcY9CDCDsBC2I4llpaSwgeiH4WfOiEE3onc1MCJWICTH91hNoGwsihzPn0RQQ/s320/DSC00714.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">I absolutely loved the experience of being so close to a wild fox, although as I said to Allan, I do have some doubts about encouraging it to be so friendly. I would hate it to get hurt or killed because it approached the wrong person.<br /></span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952455930890292982.post-36432396200798764542008-06-29T15:42:00.000-07:002008-06-29T16:08:38.715-07:00More pics of Dorset<span style="font-family:Verdana;">Here are some more pics of Dorset as requested by Karen from Bubblyfunk</span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhppotPgTHHrrV2Rlb_gwBWqU12wnZprwpYaTw1GrQlewZF-xMyKWim3gPNoM-H_uG-_zuj6YbMssCQW3MnGKjBKexSQsFsIrU4Ekremf4XYR46pWWbVVoVqpSdwoae3d7A_uth0TMcQdA/s1600-h/Dorsetcropped.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217441877619349554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhppotPgTHHrrV2Rlb_gwBWqU12wnZprwpYaTw1GrQlewZF-xMyKWim3gPNoM-H_uG-_zuj6YbMssCQW3MnGKjBKexSQsFsIrU4Ekremf4XYR46pWWbVVoVqpSdwoae3d7A_uth0TMcQdA/s320/Dorsetcropped.JPG" border="0" /></a>A view from the coast road at sunset</div><div align="center"><br /></div><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitfo53qLTFbqRrUeauqnTBK_kNLOY2Gtoytc3MGx9MgfNwvMFLxmR0YfErFbyfunvd9R6umJyHqjBGb07Cx1g_1CHPu-sL16mLqbrnEpA0JY-x3i8Hsz2kSdoDB0CirthMBnBfOI9p3BU/s1600-h/DSC00644.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217441889047101906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitfo53qLTFbqRrUeauqnTBK_kNLOY2Gtoytc3MGx9MgfNwvMFLxmR0YfErFbyfunvd9R6umJyHqjBGb07Cx1g_1CHPu-sL16mLqbrnEpA0JY-x3i8Hsz2kSdoDB0CirthMBnBfOI9p3BU/s320/DSC00644.JPG" border="0" /></a> Weymouth harbour</p><p><br /></p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPcg-BlwlZtm4hRtm2MWjvypLGufAzNV1v5wzd6ESsTtunQZG2NnomzLJV1QmXADrlN_Dhg3Hf0T0jwPn1UsOnGrjWBxjTxAlU2VekRlKHTM-j0CyEHYwpM7Rga4Nup6mnajr5YPvEimA/s1600-h/DSC00645.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217441897360771730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPcg-BlwlZtm4hRtm2MWjvypLGufAzNV1v5wzd6ESsTtunQZG2NnomzLJV1QmXADrlN_Dhg3Hf0T0jwPn1UsOnGrjWBxjTxAlU2VekRlKHTM-j0CyEHYwpM7Rga4Nup6mnajr5YPvEimA/s320/DSC00645.JPG" border="0" /> <p align="center"></a>Weymouth harbour</p><p align="center"><br /></p><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmqADHV56frp4IOZLOOx0KT2zkNw2etCYKJBueuzEjC7EK5LFXTy5PMSCdCTdOjhqankwMyAZuDUeRZwbna_gZB_pFLXZV73Ro4L38CYXpcfX7MAQz3ki8OwIKNHxyoVmrhTDk08PEHFg/s1600-h/DSC00653.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217441908488574930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmqADHV56frp4IOZLOOx0KT2zkNw2etCYKJBueuzEjC7EK5LFXTy5PMSCdCTdOjhqankwMyAZuDUeRZwbna_gZB_pFLXZV73Ro4L38CYXpcfX7MAQz3ki8OwIKNHxyoVmrhTDk08PEHFg/s320/DSC00653.JPG" border="0" /></a> Lulworth cove - such a beautiful tranquil place despite all the tourists. We sat there ages in the sun, just relaxing. </p><p><br /></p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217441926053347986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgC_A_Bn3jVMsAsin2s9XfgQkd55M9nAVQjoysL6yyfqGKsj2UdF0RdcCpoT6NEKl5Sz0ZTm9Fnbej1pKwrB-VIYAlz_bbV5c_nrxvS9SEQcg0soptTKL1HMxSNZVRtFmUzg0Ojv5EhFA/s320/DSC00664.JPG" border="0" /> <p align="center">Durdle door - This was beautiful but I needed oxygen by the time I got back up to the car park at the top of the hill </p><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2MDL4HAtVd05K0S2wuC3pnYXAnlRMVMMmmrv5G6XjEvSLAlzI-ZJLd_QCftJDU276bSLXG5RI6NicYtzVWwvD6CZyT8EBXHYnxv8i4XwK0HwSQTMmndIgXLhyphenhyphenB6NxY4OpfrQR2f1KFYg/s1600-h/DSC00563.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217439746376122914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2MDL4HAtVd05K0S2wuC3pnYXAnlRMVMMmmrv5G6XjEvSLAlzI-ZJLd_QCftJDU276bSLXG5RI6NicYtzVWwvD6CZyT8EBXHYnxv8i4XwK0HwSQTMmndIgXLhyphenhyphenB6NxY4OpfrQR2f1KFYg/s320/DSC00563.JPG" border="0" /></a> West Bay<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgi0eIYrrEVcvfyocTMPkH0-rZUEpZc29V3j0B4nHAU8mM3W628lPDddro0wfN4OqIGWKivzdHXfx9tqCriIK4KQ9OflETdmWKt92P_kLG0i4UUxQG0xu5tG1d2QgzJC2bBwPCnZ6KE1ic/s1600-h/DSC00566.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217439756231274130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgi0eIYrrEVcvfyocTMPkH0-rZUEpZc29V3j0B4nHAU8mM3W628lPDddro0wfN4OqIGWKivzdHXfx9tqCriIK4KQ9OflETdmWKt92P_kLG0i4UUxQG0xu5tG1d2QgzJC2bBwPCnZ6KE1ic/s320/DSC00566.JPG" border="0" /></a>The Coast Road<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTeoYo02DjqahyphenhyphenndQrG-4Hp7lDCCI5uwzh9PDUHRelJ-iyjVy_HHy4EhVTARVlzYhk6RmOFS6zdjmADGLW22SGcxhcPEIjieNOmWx2CTwCY6jwMmSjPslc5LayZ5fcBiF4Ff5OneuU5W0/s1600-h/DSC00570.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217439762813788178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTeoYo02DjqahyphenhyphenndQrG-4Hp7lDCCI5uwzh9PDUHRelJ-iyjVy_HHy4EhVTARVlzYhk6RmOFS6zdjmADGLW22SGcxhcPEIjieNOmWx2CTwCY6jwMmSjPslc5LayZ5fcBiF4Ff5OneuU5W0/s320/DSC00570.JPG" border="0" /></a> Portland Bill<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbzdQk8vmPyXFJtNMV9IIxooSMIE7on13maQygwKJCM1QJ73x-6tgj2pEkcWlfY6b-27CTBvfHHZEmMOZtz2AVnHKnQ6zSwttvwY-Iwif1_RqJ_orPJKLMOKVX1sAcIIjSNB-I_4UkrHk/s1600-h/DSC00568.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217439775619224658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbzdQk8vmPyXFJtNMV9IIxooSMIE7on13maQygwKJCM1QJ73x-6tgj2pEkcWlfY6b-27CTBvfHHZEmMOZtz2AVnHKnQ6zSwttvwY-Iwif1_RqJ_orPJKLMOKVX1sAcIIjSNB-I_4UkrHk/s320/DSC00568.JPG" border="0" /></a> Portland Bill - We climbed down the rocks near the lighthouse to sit near the sea<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWI9IitKCizzoLV-dprpxNh_CG-u8fqwwxQH7nFOFfwNwlBM9Rja3OL6sts6oUk0mdwroua_sV4A4AcZJXNdOF0cLGFtDjwc9lJsA4wC2EBOW1oCgp6hFtauJp2-GGVD6hD5vthCTkiYI/s1600-h/DSC00589.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217439783403523026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWI9IitKCizzoLV-dprpxNh_CG-u8fqwwxQH7nFOFfwNwlBM9Rja3OL6sts6oUk0mdwroua_sV4A4AcZJXNdOF0cLGFtDjwc9lJsA4wC2EBOW1oCgp6hFtauJp2-GGVD6hD5vthCTkiYI/s320/DSC00589.JPG" border="0" /></a> Poole - this was the only day it rained<br /><br /></p><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;">.</span><br /><br /><br /><br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952455930890292982.post-69085658386990933072008-06-29T01:21:00.000-07:002008-06-29T01:51:17.384-07:00Dorset Holiday<span style="font-family:verdana;">Its three weeks since I came on here and in that time I've been away on holiday for a week with Allan. We went in a little cottage in Mosterton, which is right on the edge of Dorset near the Somerset border. Its the first time we've been to Dorset and I'm afraid I've found somewhere that is even more glorious than my beautiful Norfolk. For those of you who haven't been to Dorset, it has stunning scenery, miles and miles of beautiful beaches - some lovely white sand, some shingle, really friendly locals who are very happy to tell you all the best places to visit and the most wonderful little villages right next to the blue, clear sea with thatched cottages and lovely pubs and restaurant. We had such a wonderful time and it was lovely to spend a full week together without the usual day to day pressures. We spend so little quality time together as Allan is a workaholic and is out of the house from 7.00 a.m. to at least 8.30 p.m. every day. By the time he gets home all he is fit for is his dinner and a snooze in the chair. I keep telling him that life is too short but that is the way he has always been so I don't suppose he'll change now. </span><br /><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiI-aKxCBSiTkPDqnVMiORuFPdVwfcJVv7y_G3skMqiWpN_dLbjgOQ9O7wRg2KgVNaca2h1JPzngK0aAStnZHLcwNnHO2oS02OCO0luAM6tnzZ5rLTu7XiyZOnfUSWX8qlkFMSa4sLUaJ4/s1600-h/DSC00578.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217218974712909010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiI-aKxCBSiTkPDqnVMiORuFPdVwfcJVv7y_G3skMqiWpN_dLbjgOQ9O7wRg2KgVNaca2h1JPzngK0aAStnZHLcwNnHO2oS02OCO0luAM6tnzZ5rLTu7XiyZOnfUSWX8qlkFMSa4sLUaJ4/s320/DSC00578.JPG" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:verdana;">View of Chesil Beach taken from Portland</span></p><p><br /></p><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWK1N_gttVUQqG5pGeFxdmqNf3q0XCslFZcBiIfcKxOLkdAxhi6sr9ZT-CnAYYz3o2ekPQ63dGprJu6MzX9gehROdkv86OJx2uNfqYX3m0iEgwnHDXvgEs325awKgu4GhyNywPcC0hfno/s1600-h/DSC00556.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217218977806485234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWK1N_gttVUQqG5pGeFxdmqNf3q0XCslFZcBiIfcKxOLkdAxhi6sr9ZT-CnAYYz3o2ekPQ63dGprJu6MzX9gehROdkv86OJx2uNfqYX3m0iEgwnHDXvgEs325awKgu4GhyNywPcC0hfno/s320/DSC00556.JPG" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:verdana;"> West Bay</span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg11PJ0ZE4dM7FhKD1qaUwj3SqsMWJhK2UtE_6fyVi9uxZyhU1A-NLRVqgG_TkbHGj24JTAEUM7CI6lxJPVrULlCLMZ9WoGARmgqo5l88CDpkOGEONyFZTnWeLXsdjncucmbl0t4ys6sVc/s1600-h/DSC00565.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217218985303060898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg11PJ0ZE4dM7FhKD1qaUwj3SqsMWJhK2UtE_6fyVi9uxZyhU1A-NLRVqgG_TkbHGj24JTAEUM7CI6lxJPVrULlCLMZ9WoGARmgqo5l88CDpkOGEONyFZTnWeLXsdjncucmbl0t4ys6sVc/s320/DSC00565.JPG" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:verdana;">View from the coast road between West Bay and Weymouth </span></p><p align="center"><br /></p><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3dUVgsQjs-ryI5hZySeGm9SO89ZS8828mSOYaPmd7MrZnBR5ExX6scSeV2pTSpC02JPCu5atD8_BEhq76Ebpy4hVdovSod47mKrwCdDKg3RxKn_DEzr6SgifwKj2xcMXu3SVhhM71ieU/s1600-h/DSC00587.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217218991240136050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3dUVgsQjs-ryI5hZySeGm9SO89ZS8828mSOYaPmd7MrZnBR5ExX6scSeV2pTSpC02JPCu5atD8_BEhq76Ebpy4hVdovSod47mKrwCdDKg3RxKn_DEzr6SgifwKj2xcMXu3SVhhM71ieU/s320/DSC00587.JPG" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:verdana;">Fishermen on Chesil Beach at West Bradstock</span></p><p><br /></p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidoUFiQJW0i4GSQGqEraoAmUw44J1MGeM8r7Nsl3qKjpxku0tEch-V3HYQg76AMYp1uv4vG145rz3KJImexsyXKtNAFol8NZs9LlwTTPbDwvCPGndQPH7VlLtt4-uKU224_XImJZhkgrk/s1600-h/DSC00622.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217218998460307778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidoUFiQJW0i4GSQGqEraoAmUw44J1MGeM8r7Nsl3qKjpxku0tEch-V3HYQg76AMYp1uv4vG145rz3KJImexsyXKtNAFol8NZs9LlwTTPbDwvCPGndQPH7VlLtt4-uKU224_XImJZhkgrk/s320/DSC00622.JPG" border="0" /> <p align="center"></a><span style="font-family:verdana;">Boscombe Beach, Bournemouth </span></p><p><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span> </p><p><span style="font-family:verdana;">I took loads of photos, so have decided to do a Dorset scrapbook of some sort to make sure they don't just sit on my computer for the next 20 years. </p><p align="center"><br /></p></span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952455930890292982.post-7295230634440429872008-06-04T15:15:00.000-07:002008-06-04T15:45:03.483-07:00New printer<span style="font-family:verdana;">I treated myself to a new printer yesterday. The old ones been playing up for ages and as its about four or five years old I thought I deserved a new one. Its a Hewlett Packard all in one, so its got the scanner on it as well, which is really useful as it doesn't take up as much room as my separate scanner and printer did. The girl in the shop wanted me to have an Epson, but my last two printers have been HP and have been great so I didn't want to tempt fate by changing. Needless to say the new equipment has inspired me as new equipment always does and I've been scanning in my mums old photos. My mum passed away in November 2004, she had loads of old photos which I've got out on many occasions to sort but then got distracted, so they've gone back in the drawer in a pile. I came across one of my mum and dads wedding in 1950 and they looked really happy. It reminded me of how close they were and how much sorrow my mum endured when my dad died in 1974 at the age of 56, unbelievably just two years older than I am now. <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208157685557558978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiznJyYsyfQO6U73gl76W-xqg6FA8ERTUaBolkOBDT-Lex3fd741GIL-Nq5bdeNmWL1a3PDifNMa-h-9STkZv9W0p8dsSIfZgDiwpWSATZ-3oXWHzpqeC837_-h2dIi939XsayhEjEUvGk/s320/mumanddadswedding1950.jpg" border="0" /></span> <div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;">I've also started doing a 'My book about me' 8 x8 scrapbook. I've done three double page layouts and its funny isn't it, its supposed to be about me, but two out of the first three layouts are about Allan and the family. I suppose I'll get to me later ... the story of my life! I just can't separate myself out, its just impossible, and to be honest thats just the way I like it.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></div></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208159993814782418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGRuJ3EJEbeZbeGLFC5JbfkA6ADzY2bQW67KMuPn2l3T1U8byAu2jjZNtVG7FhOEMVscIHuzF9QNXM95GAQ-eArgnw7oYHOU2seU2YrLtVxerQz6H2RCa0Em-hBqSYMGZ0ewl7Eqhv7P4/s320/DSC00535.JPG" border="0" /></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208160005578968434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQjX5-mjPcsLLjBpzBqotcVzcLMRA_3UFY1ZZMJsEvgGk3WAbJjcOFDHzHRBZfV84vIj3HYhOAe-2lbnyQCfiFXTh2GfT5HLIt_JSlvq-lSkM84ADGXY3zvd9tsX1dpFNiVrwC3YolWhE/s320/DSC00532.JPG" border="0" /></span></div><span style="font-family:verdana;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208160816347694658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxhrYoQ5ai7-pT9dEBKRLypVXkSl0yjs5fDKJZdj08zhsv87A1WweYv2HYOLdWkHxClh3SoXO39i1lRrc5oidQ8dYyNQhr6f7nfeWSCa7EVzEhFy11cDmvYgTcqjvn5GWhkEnVa2dN_RM/s320/DSC00529.JPG" border="0" /><br /></span><div></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span> </div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952455930890292982.post-10611137216632938382008-06-01T09:22:00.000-07:002008-06-01T09:50:10.830-07:00Lazy Sunday<span style="font-family:verdana;">Well its been raining all day, yet again. Its been a quiet day, Jess stayed last night so we got up this morning and just lazed around and of course she had her egg and toast soldiers for breakfast. I've not been making many cards lately, other than ones for me to send to family and friends. However, I had a phone call last night at about 11.30 p.m., you know the "mum are you busy?" sort. Louise, my sons girlfriend, asked if I could make some cards for her grandparents 60th wedding anniversary. Then of course there was the usual last sentence "oh by the way, we need three for Tuesday, one from grandad to wife, one to mum and dad and one to Nana and Grandad". After all its just three cards, isn't it? The only thing I refused was that they wanted one A4 size one. I hate doing the really big cards, I can never get them to look right, there is just too much space. A5 size is my limit so that bit was definitely, either like it or lump it! Anyway, I've done these two so far:</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206952720810637378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3kWYgXeveEolgBvAejBG1H6ywXGvJMDVIRdSxIIJ8Gw8hy9HCdn1EP5khJohREbSEdFKqoQdsCMcIFAoqi4zJhpUyZJ4mkDjie7q7fJ2_GVH70vLwXY9DaLRzDsxH9y069W9Axz2_IKY/s320/DSC00528.JPG" border="0" /></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">I've done them in quite a traditional way as obviously the recipients are in their 80's, so I wasn't sure if they would appreciate anything a bit funky. I've decoupaged the bouquet of flowers and put clear gems in the centres of some of the flowers as the 60th anniversary is diamond. Oh and yes, to the Bubblyfunk peeloff haters, I have used peeloffs ... he he he!</span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952455930890292982.post-45380909638529574872008-05-29T11:59:00.001-07:002008-05-29T12:19:36.306-07:00Birdies and bears.<span style="font-family:verdana;"> Our babies have flown! Last year Allan put up a bird box that a friend of his had given him. He was really disappointed as the birds deemed it not to be the des res for 2007. Obviously the location, location, location has got better this year as a pair of great tits set up home in it. We checked the nest box this morning and all the babies have gone, except for one poor little one which had died. I did manage to get a pic of them in the nest between feeds, by standing precariously on top of a milk crate. It's a wonder I didn't break my neck but all Allan cared about was getting a pic and I certainly wasn't going to let him loose with my camera. </span><div><br /></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205877514411315826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9WPDQCdpWn7_DN6uaLqAASflkcaAePqtf-EKSVEvYhvt0AM1Vk968pXewzdv6FY2wvzHXR5uS_-Kr-oRGkfMLa-kruV1ctJs_9lslOIWemvmT4jjtf4Q86wWJ2YmYoCWsXy_pudtKV8k/s320/DSC00448.JPG" border="0" /></span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205877505821381218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7SqWIfObUlPp4p1CRxG7hyphenhyphenNmnR-6ddwqgfewmfZ9wZddkuCSO0GVCH7toIP4_fTvXndo_Yp2nTZQWUta4DPZoNrsLCV3ZnhqI_1fuSbTZHbncbKcv9oTQBD8yt9egXTUIMTj8vkvtuuQ/s320/DSC00484.JPG" border="0" /></span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;">I was up at 6.30 this morning so as well as checking the nest, feeding the animals, doing the dishwasher and putting some washing in I decided to start scrapping a photo of Jessie on holiday a few years ago, which I'd been meaning to do for ages. I really shouldn't do that - I ended up 20 minutes late for work and it still wasn't finished so then I came home for lunch - and was late back again. I managed to finish it tonight just before Emmerdale started so I'm happy now.</span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span> </div><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205879777859080834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOXJ-oxXDAe80GCxbQLNgh1FkREZOKMWwjTpwFl7V6U_JI0qIUXmnS6Od7QddzhCBcRttAE24TxBpvq6oxas4xvjYTVuc_RVwzdAkqp9ewVO1O2bmoD8ftUZWiwc4Nx1Kg9KYz0LlI6HU/s320/DSC00520.JPG" border="0" /><br /></span><div></div><span style="font-family:verdana;">The flowers at the bottom came from the Bubblyfunk May kit, as did the Bazzill cardstock. The papers are, surprise, surprise, the DCWV Spring Stack - I'm really addicted to these at the mo. I painted the flowers with the Stargazers paints which are gorgeous and then blinged them up a bit with a few 'diamonds'(as our Jess calls them!)<br /></span><div></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;">I haven't bought many kits before, but I'm going to start as you get such a nice mixture of things some of which I wouldn't dream of buying normally and in small amounts so you can have a bash with them without breaking the bank. </span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952455930890292982.post-49968913861177403062008-05-27T11:08:00.000-07:002008-05-27T11:34:47.095-07:00Why is it happening?<div><span style="font-family:verdana;">Isn't it funny how things can affect us. I've felt really down all day, partly to do with the horrible weather I think, but also because I have been watching the news over the last week or so, and there is so much sadness in the world. The images of the poor people in Burma and China affected by awful natural disasters and then there have been three young men killed in mindless attacks of violence within just a few days of each other. A young child actually starved to death in the care of her parents. My heart goes out to the families of the young people who were murdered and you question how they bear such emotional pain. I also question how society misses such a thing as a starving child. I work in the children and families department of social services and have often been involved with child protection cases, but the system relies heavily on someone reporting what is going on. I am sure there must be many children who slip through the net because family members and neighbours, who know there is something wrong, don't want to rock the boat by reporting neglect to the authorities. </span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;">Anyway, I'll get my miserable head off now and cheer myself up by talking about my gorgeous grandbabies. Jess had her school photo taken last week and the photographer also agreed to take photographs of pupils with younger siblings who were not yet at school so Clare also had one taken of Jessie and Millie together. They came the other day and are absolutely gorgeous. I have them both on display on the sideboard but also conned two more out of Clare so I could scrap them. </span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205124980306481730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5GIrk7DK4W8avmjrg0s5BXuX5C3U43b1ziWuwKFaLm22IsztWWE4yI3tTUtt3jTPh5eFmhyuhdXxY9up7spqgTbnXnnAy3xUgTNjMlGkcFhgWYkDVepSBPzPTPyn8JXekVZWSk8WtOds/s320/DSC00514.JPG" border="0" /></span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205124988896416338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrqI6wDuCCCd5mYr901zWiEVET27Y9JRkHTpf_BboOdy-9xtSD2IpMzB1cmhS99RwD0zUITgmnMvBl08VvqdG5-QbAXh8Hv612IbHprLqEz75OSCzrLM4WP_tjE-Vf-a6XVqdXviRUBFk/s320/DSC00517.JPG" border="0" /></span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;">The photographer was excellent, not the usual boring old school photos so the results were lovely. The 'Watch the Birdie' LO was done exclusively with papers from the Bubblyfunk May kit. The 'Love is a Sister' LO is done from a sketch on Bubblyfunk by Anna Bowkis. It is completely different to my normal style as its a very simple LO and I have only used a couple of colours but I was really pleased with the result. </span></div><div><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span> </div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952455930890292982.post-53526222153430598982008-05-23T08:58:00.000-07:002008-05-23T09:17:59.871-07:00Five Senses CJ<span style="font-family:verdana;"> I can't believe its nearly a fortnight since I posted. Talk about time flies when your enjoying yourself. I really have enjoyed myself today. I had some lieu time to come, so took today off, intending to do some ironing and other housework. It was not to be. I'm doing a CJ at UKS and the first one came this morning, so I sat down, just to look at it ... big mistake! I've spent all day doing my layout. The theme was 5 senses and you had to do a layout showing your favourite thing relating to each of the five senses. The lady whose CJ it is also asked for the layout to be colourful - yippee! I got out the DCWV Spring stack of papers again, which I absolutely love, and away I went. The results are below. The photos are under the little tabs with the journalling on them and my list was:</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Favourite sight: Jessie and Millie (no surprise there then)</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"> sound: Heavy rain on the window when I'm tucked up in bed</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"> touch: My cats long, shiny, soft fur</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"> taste: Chocolate of course!</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"> smell: Spring blossom</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">If you decide to comment why not put your faves for us to have a look at.<br /></span><br /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203605270553301538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUw2tJfnOiFdTZJX4EV06WJ_PplI4nD6kgq-2BbxW2yPANSEoFuWt6jBi9byDUT1Je7hbCmajVRDqOPB5JdwnG0ug_uyF1msBrfTRq8U_eJsOfw_nB_7Nwnf_wy_AuD9IkjYSPWZ2eldE/s320/DSC00485.JPG" border="0" /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203605279143236146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbwrs8olRwuw12LNr8S2D00q2yTLBt7LiS8dNL5v6DXoKEY_oTYr8MQtllZqmA2ZMZbsEm8pbQLCa3FOKxXZZ5NnlrxXtBfxXSfe-Sck9RiJbWe7oxKKYNobI9D8VSwmDnRJ6y6uTFDjs/s320/DSC00486.JPG" border="0" />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952455930890292982.post-6073153905662750732008-05-11T05:33:00.001-07:002008-05-11T08:44:45.454-07:00Hot, hot, hot<span style="font-family:verdana;">I've just come in out of the garden for half an hour to cool off so I thought I'd do a bit of blogging. The weather is beautiful and we've spent the majority of yesterday and today in the garden. All the family are here, we've just had lunch out in the garden and I feel totally blessed. I've done quite a lot of crafting over the past week. I've dug out a couple of older photos to scrap, they have been in a drawer for a few years so I thought I'd do something with them as they are so nice.</span><br /><br /><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi06-o1s9vg-qg411SEABpR7J1oUW0hYhUvaTFoD-5GNWO3RsyUGiulFH-YsfmXT7-pu4EnREXfIfW47y8MLqe7wQAHbnr9OflZrM3wE_zjafmH5-hQfosGrhRaFz17KSxqxVaCYtGLm4I/s1600-h/DSC00413.JPG"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199098754936365458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi06-o1s9vg-qg411SEABpR7J1oUW0hYhUvaTFoD-5GNWO3RsyUGiulFH-YsfmXT7-pu4EnREXfIfW47y8MLqe7wQAHbnr9OflZrM3wE_zjafmH5-hQfosGrhRaFz17KSxqxVaCYtGLm4I/s320/DSC00413.JPG" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:verdana;"> This is David, my son and his girlfriend Louise. They have been together since she was 15 and he was 17 years old. This photo was taken around 2000. There were a quite a few popular phrases from the tele they used around that time and one of those was 'appy' . They taught Clares daughter, Jess, who was around two at the time to say it which caused great delight so I thought I'd put it on the LO. The papers are from the DCWV Spring stack and the letters are just plain letters from the Paper Mill Shop which I papered with the same papers then just glittered with glitter glue.</span><br /></p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiq1qLMAm5lgZHDnPNdz61DmT0agq2VCABQHXMuTk2rSQIQ2325MtLEdg5qc6thto4CXH6tdKDw6OCXv7vMVbxTnW_nKnwffcdmU6XdG3NzQM0g_vGavJR_37Hws0ob8HbITnGKaSw6rFc/s1600-h/flower.JPG"><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></a><span style="font-family:verdana;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199100906714980770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3Jca4u3bUxxDgoSz1yiQYYfc9kONmFVflUVUlOwcebSrMqCKo8XeoMLqUaxNXl6vV3IgqgGr6rzPNLb1KsMZ-fdbMrBRRKJs8qf9MWxc71HuJ7HjMUEcid6jBcLyCxOZM9nN1ZtgHFng/s320/DSC00414.JPG" border="0" /></span></p><br /><p><span style="font-family:verdana;">This is the first photo Jess had taken at nursery. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlVrlGNvSpviF8HMXC5bHU9uyueNw7_hnpAk6alxQyPbiNL8vKopszjFZ-jU1y0OQsRjjHyVnT64jp4lctlaM9DYghTrVrIgK-qziC3redRHvqPUW8Kjnc6nDhX7hGOHhEY1EZAMMmyjI/s1600-h/flower.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199142967329710530" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlVrlGNvSpviF8HMXC5bHU9uyueNw7_hnpAk6alxQyPbiNL8vKopszjFZ-jU1y0OQsRjjHyVnT64jp4lctlaM9DYghTrVrIgK-qziC3redRHvqPUW8Kjnc6nDhX7hGOHhEY1EZAMMmyjI/s200/flower.JPG" border="0" /></a>I'm not sure where the papers came from, they were just some I found at the bottom of one of my 12 x 12 paper drawers. To be honest I had forgotten about them. Although I normally try and tie up the colours between the photo and the papers, somehow this one seemed to work even though the colours were completely different. I added a little blue to the layout by putting blue stitches around the white flowers and writing Jessies name in blue on the largest flower.</span></p><br /><br /><p><span style="font-family:verdana;">I've also got round to scrapping the 'Jessies Saturday morning breakfast' photos from a little while ago. I was really pleased with the result as I tried colours I haven't tried before, inspired by the egg and toast - food always has been a true inspiration! You can tell by how wonderfully trim I am.</span><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199145728993681874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9jP0vblZOpwq73tvMF-zDo1rqnmSDBTIvcwNJRpHvBStw8B0Up7qBPye2pNLXdtONRBNNy1wHuqOR9K24DIa940KijjfgltoyZ0_dxjiwBFHe-H9YsYv8SXSu4S_j47ekXl25FT3nGBs/s320/DSC00412.JPG" border="0" /></p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952455930890292982.post-65722397176552450802008-05-05T03:41:00.000-07:002008-05-05T03:49:11.049-07:00I Scrapped it!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwsBqrArX8ioYYGUOq6-oKSau2zA2FC2YnlFslgN7tj5owarFcemeyDPDTza7rB73o7ztXOmeTHPXciD8XxHgzIubMRz8xk29SWtx9qmA0qS2_YYimnhb83OqKMMr8PE3SfFLE8YwxErk/s1600-h/DSC00409.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196843021926216130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwsBqrArX8ioYYGUOq6-oKSau2zA2FC2YnlFslgN7tj5owarFcemeyDPDTza7rB73o7ztXOmeTHPXciD8XxHgzIubMRz8xk29SWtx9qmA0qS2_YYimnhb83OqKMMr8PE3SfFLE8YwxErk/s320/DSC00409.JPG" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:verdana;">I kept looking at the photo of Allan ringing work, on what was supposed to be a day of quality time for me and him and decided to shame him by doing a scrapbook page with it to show everyone what I have to put up with. </span><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;">It didn't work, he thought it was great!</span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952455930890292982.post-34319844378971167112008-05-05T00:40:00.000-07:002008-05-05T01:38:10.988-07:00Back to Work and CJ's<span style="font-family:verdana;">I can't believe its a fortnight since I last posted. I've been so busy! I went back to work last Wednesday and as usual, when anyones been away for any reason, within five minutes of being there, I had a phone call to say one of my cases has gone pear shaped. Typical! So it was back in at the deep end. Never mind though, I had a brilliant three weeks off and even managed to persuade Allan to take a day off (which is a total miracle). We went out for lunch then went for a ride to Spurn point and had a walk on the beach. It was lovely, we spend so little time together just doing what we want to. Although he did get one phone call from his brother about business while we were out. I decided not to get wound up while he was on the phone, I just took a photo instead. I felt it was my statement - even though we were in the middle of nowhere, surrounded by beauty, he could not be seperated from his precious garage. I give up!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196803387968008626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixQPfewZZ3wRysYRjtxQ2AL4_VxfF18F26wcHkCyUc_uyRGLq9AACgWVsmsCNPconv4qUlpKvzT_i7Dfc1BFSrUP4jfLp51Q2d5Ln5RV7NtqLTCi5TgblEPxvqfxW5844p5UbmVfmRhE4/s320/DSC00313.JPG" border="0" /><br /></span><span style="font-family:verdana;">I've managed to do the covers and layouts for the two CJ's I've joined. I'm really pleased with both of them as I've tried some different stuff this time, especially on the covers. I usually go for quite bright, light colours but this time, on my covers, I've gone for more muted tones and have done some distressing. I must admit to being a bit scared of distressing, my previous attempts have been a bit wishy washy as I was scared of making a mess of it. This time I thought, blow it, if its a mess I'll just do it again. I went to town with my finger nails, nail file, chalks and ink pads and hey presto... <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196797825985360258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdreu8xKdlsvgVmA0qVURmMkjlx7fqOH2vII5QUxCqkQZPjC96p9Za9loUgLM6G1Tu3WK624DO-vC70MvPx5Z7Sdjh0vs3zCE2L4osdH5X-1bggT_z8WaPFi5M4Zaq8CdmG9KvmzZt21A/s320/DSC00399.JPG" border="0" /></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196800166742536594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUeK00qU5Eq7GIbYNcrKW7nU2DfjDkT3lWqw3JSomWDukqiwFwMm-uyPOivYY7k_eESGQ3pYc-WZFNA1bjox4z8z8vQKBxO5O_t_7gSQ_avSBrMPSQf3uMv5B-nO5Qn5lIRM02s2-FmbY/s320/DSC00363.JPG" border="0" /><br />The 'My Place' one is the better of the two but it was the second one I did so thats to be expected. I also think I made a mistake with the corners on the 'Seasons' one but, hey ho, you live and learn. </span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952455930890292982.post-80870336695813150212008-04-21T09:33:00.000-07:002008-04-21T10:26:08.490-07:00Mad Sisters Weekend<div align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;">Well, we're back. I went to Anns Thursday morning and we went for our hair doing together. I think thats the first time that has happened since Ann and Rob got married in 1970. It was great, after we had our hair done, we went for lunch then back to her house to settle down. We had planned to do some scrapping together but the time just ran out. We just talk none stop while we are together.</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;">On Friday morning we got on a train to Manchester. This is the first train either of us have been on for years and I have to say it was horrible. The stations were really grotty and there were lots of steps and no lifts. I just don't know how disabled people or people with buggies go on. Our Ann of course put her "Oh dear, what am I to do" face on and got her case carried for her. I just don't know how she does it. Anyway the train experience is one neither of us want to repeat for a long time, so its back to the car next time. It baffles me how, when the government are supposed to be encouraging people to use public transport, the stations and trains can be in such an uninviting state. </span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;">Buuuuut, the hotel made up for all that. If you get chance you really must try and have a stay there. Its the Marriott Victoria and Albert hotel in Manchester and its gorgeous. It was converted from an old industrial building and all the ceilings a made of original wood and beams. The food is fab and the staff are brilliant - nothing is too much trouble. We also went on the Manchester wheel, which was a surprise as I didn't even know there was a Manchester wheel until we came across it when we were shopping. Its like the London eye, but on a smaller scale, and it was really good, although the wind had got up a bit while we were on it and the pod we were in swayed like mad when we got to the top. We also went to Salford Quays and visited the Lowry Designer Outlet centre. Theres a craft shop and a Paper Mill shop there so as you can imagine we spent plenty of money. Oh and there was a sale on at the Molton Brown shop so we came away with some bargains there too. All in all we had a brilliant weekend - ooooh I do love my big sis!<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191743906904954274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQ0dNXORxgLv-mFUb2K3b31aLCMr4SXJiQj6Dyijr7z0W5ghWeJC9UeyHBpqzWB6rd20I8YkwhvdNj4StBOTPQ3LruuJkm073rRmiXUDZ-kny4sWQ2bBUhyF5ya3ytmLmywRPMee3ZcWk/s320/DSC00245.JPG" border="0" /></span></div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"><em>Our room - I used the timer on the camera to take this and nearly knocked Ann off the bed as I rushed back over to get there before the shutter clicked. </em></span></div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191743911199921586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioE5deBITXaHNqDgO_AjpjPmOdfNg85x6v3-Z7mtHdFadnT-x0Hy_8gDc2lfwC0U75tGR-gzpk9wbiTqlIGcQFgLz3g1hZU7M7el-35R9u0kz9cMDaKvNSExPusgc6yra3UuuvS04bcq8/s320/DSC00250.JPG" border="0" /></div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"><em>The lounge bar - so comfy</em></span></div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc33cc;"></span></div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191743919789856194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgO9LTxXYPN7F0YJ7tP2IXRMYeJK4_rg8DVqgkPFH0cwQKamdOsKcHvJutExCg3wZALqFR1DDFKmIJD4DQX8BpsZwPfm3oas9siw5rKD3NKvPqI6RxHXRwRv_WAoGyquhEGMtvslt624tc/s320/DSC00271.JPG" border="0" /></div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"><em>Manchester Wheel </em></span></div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc33cc;"></span></div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191743928379790818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="203" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3llGjliPcvotNoOX6xbtcDcdc2FG_-gVBew7Q2S62fA-iTRrKBasHqDpDd44Pi-bbJBe4D4-ryxJqwAv8MfZzRu-2mBul0JwIbot8-YjQXHNzHy8xphC0JKpqSKnNxRqzBmajK5_Qfac/s320/DSC00286.JPG" width="241" border="0" /><span style="font-size:+0;"></span><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191748489635059186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 244px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 158px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="182" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQO31tfwkB3JAVRF_F5qEGLt5itujLZlt5LTQr2PV_DfsOspmFGCcuoZMst93398BtV4fmIO-fbxT3uoalwmVzQXcLlPhHWbO6bomEN1Xo-Xzk3OFR4y9clGqm5VT5nBMOuJjAkvEzb-c/s320/DSC00276.JPG" width="261" border="0" /> <p align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"><em>Puddings mmmmmm...</em></span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"><em>Creme brulee with homemade shortbread &</em></span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><em><span style="color:#cc33cc;">Bitter orange chocolate tart with orange cream</span><br /></em></span></p><br /><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc33cc;"></span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952455930890292982.post-41174127295377877632008-04-16T00:33:00.000-07:002008-04-16T00:45:37.476-07:00<span style="font-family:verdana;">Its a glorious morning and I feel great. I'm staying with my sister, Ann, tomorrow night ready for the off on Friday morning. I'm so excited, you'd think I was going somewhere exotic instead of to Manchester for the weekend. </span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">As some of you know I am the best example ever of a yo yo dieter and yes, I'm doing it again. I started slimming world a three weeks ago and have lost absolutely nothing so far but I got weighed this morning and my scales say I've lost at least 3lbs - Yippeeeeeee! At last!</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">I stayed up till nearly one o clock this morning finishing a double page layout of Millie. We've taken loads of photos since she was born so I took some of the best ones and did some scrapping. Its amazing how many expressions a 7 week old baby can have. She has just started smiling properly, especially when I stick my tongue out at her and blow raspberrys - so... guess what I spend all my day doing. </span><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmU_tNRE4v6aY0uxFFA7gj2WbqqGoZKfIfMgz4h_FoixHqAFYWc2s5QAL6t2zRAVVPyZxUzUTisK8b7gBsTSczRySxL6CoidrBxt2MW3aQ6aoDDmMxJWgS8fhhzO87hPZvZFa0gMAkVPc/s1600-h/DSC00232.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189744347636978402" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmU_tNRE4v6aY0uxFFA7gj2WbqqGoZKfIfMgz4h_FoixHqAFYWc2s5QAL6t2zRAVVPyZxUzUTisK8b7gBsTSczRySxL6CoidrBxt2MW3aQ6aoDDmMxJWgS8fhhzO87hPZvZFa0gMAkVPc/s320/DSC00232.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjv0Yfqq_9ZOINe6sWXoKzUDBs2wFGkbVM4xsk9f7Nrbmwvoln5tzX9IJmfXRTWgugiEZphrVTaakDNxpWwcDme-PMQXOwnjmfxzhqvFEcjgzypYMADRLJye_vCO2m5VA6VZRCqMFWK9M4/s1600-h/DSC00231.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189744343342011090" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjv0Yfqq_9ZOINe6sWXoKzUDBs2wFGkbVM4xsk9f7Nrbmwvoln5tzX9IJmfXRTWgugiEZphrVTaakDNxpWwcDme-PMQXOwnjmfxzhqvFEcjgzypYMADRLJye_vCO2m5VA6VZRCqMFWK9M4/s320/DSC00231.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjv0Yfqq_9ZOINe6sWXoKzUDBs2wFGkbVM4xsk9f7Nrbmwvoln5tzX9IJmfXRTWgugiEZphrVTaakDNxpWwcDme-PMQXOwnjmfxzhqvFEcjgzypYMADRLJye_vCO2m5VA6VZRCqMFWK9M4/s1600-h/DSC00231.JPG"></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmU_tNRE4v6aY0uxFFA7gj2WbqqGoZKfIfMgz4h_FoixHqAFYWc2s5QAL6t2zRAVVPyZxUzUTisK8b7gBsTSczRySxL6CoidrBxt2MW3aQ6aoDDmMxJWgS8fhhzO87hPZvZFa0gMAkVPc/s1600-h/DSC00232.JPG"></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952455930890292982.post-10463731620764218062008-04-15T14:26:00.000-07:002008-04-15T14:31:15.991-07:00Window<div><span style="font-family:verdana;">Had a go at HS-MS photo challenge today. The title was window. I didn't have time to try it during the day so I took one in the dark - here's the result. It looks like someone outside taking a pic of me taking a pic inside, of course its only the reflection. Don't know if this is quite what they were thinking of buy hey ho. Oh and I just want to say the things that look like mucky marks are well... mucky marks. I hate cleaning windows and my window cleaner has retired. </span></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEja5sk0Hlwyl3mcqrmx42SzBNL6mvoFwoGtp_jsEHKCvkGiS2BgRkvkOV_7MfMFD9VpMKgcZ7iZT9i7j_qcZlege1YxBoyidJyAr-wvdLr-a3Ujr9gstsd7IVqpODBLB_Ug9piAv0qcJ5E/s1600-h/DSC00228.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189587031574860482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEja5sk0Hlwyl3mcqrmx42SzBNL6mvoFwoGtp_jsEHKCvkGiS2BgRkvkOV_7MfMFD9VpMKgcZ7iZT9i7j_qcZlege1YxBoyidJyAr-wvdLr-a3Ujr9gstsd7IVqpODBLB_Ug9piAv0qcJ5E/s320/DSC00228.JPG" border="0" /></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952455930890292982.post-6236776834622651992008-04-14T13:47:00.001-07:002008-04-15T01:40:00.940-07:00Weekend Stuff<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjk99tRPwiST5M_BonPAa39dV40mvr0TFSRrk_9m0HQDgnebrajhdEWdr9U1gtKV9FZRS2A0iO0QqboqFalkLI_oAYAToTtWc2cKeM2gumE8SQhdxZnZxkvTotFPs1T0FkHqyfjwiE2Q6Y/s1600-h/egg2.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189384098665091730" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 234px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 196px" height="208" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjk99tRPwiST5M_BonPAa39dV40mvr0TFSRrk_9m0HQDgnebrajhdEWdr9U1gtKV9FZRS2A0iO0QqboqFalkLI_oAYAToTtWc2cKeM2gumE8SQhdxZnZxkvTotFPs1T0FkHqyfjwiE2Q6Y/s320/egg2.JPG" width="238" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;">Had a lovely weekend despite the weather. Jess came to stay on Friday as usual. Its a special time, as we do lots of nice things and lots and lots of chatting. I usually let her stay up late and then we go to bed together and play games, sing and tell each other stories. On Saturday morning we stay in bed </span><span style="font-family:verdana;">till around 9.00 a.m. and then she has a boiled egg, </span><span style="font-family:verdana;">in the same eggcup, and toast soldiers for breakfast. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNG5X-rSK2cGfX90l_ivA9qSXFle_ADtXEsgc2owBC0pEDFVQAOEdFanrbmYrbNm44hSCtN5OtHyEM26ShZ5YNHwRhrmKTTKRaB69IFixksIBWC6RWZgsnNdkEO1asA1MWvup7sJEn0X8/s1600-h/DSC00201.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189387302710694562" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNG5X-rSK2cGfX90l_ivA9qSXFle_ADtXEsgc2owBC0pEDFVQAOEdFanrbmYrbNm44hSCtN5OtHyEM26ShZ5YNHwRhrmKTTKRaB69IFixksIBWC6RWZgsnNdkEO1asA1MWvup7sJEn0X8/s200/DSC00201.JPG" border="0" /></a></span></div><br /><div></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;">I want her to remember these special times with her nana, so took some photos to remind her when shes all grown up. I'm going to scrap them at some point </span><span style="font-family:verdana;">over the next couple of days.<br /></span></div><br /><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189388595495850674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="255" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyzxcaG9qIY60dVfxViCE3Ui8KacS9Knij62jOGwbtJwK8IXPxYfTllWPLTLVarhCb0QUIFK_3mShLA0fhRmEEBLAisG8cTrBeoouTPm-ow4EUcU76LLg9qic79TH5_9G7FSxbSDbJqgM/s320/DSC00204.JPG" width="290" border="0" /><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;">I've been searching through loads of scrapbooking sites today to try and get some inspiration. I feel my layouts are getting a bit tired and when I see some of the ones other people create I feel I'm not doing my photos the justice they deserve. I'd also like to have a go at digital scrapbooking but don't really know where to start so I shall be picking brains over the next few weeks. </span></div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952455930890292982.post-5803106119950608652008-04-10T12:33:00.000-07:002008-04-10T13:02:25.504-07:00BlogaholicOK, I admit it I'm a blogaholic. I've spent nearly all day trying to make my place more interesting by putting on slideshows in my sidebar. Easier said than done I want you to know, and if it wasn't for my Bubbly friends, I would still be struggling. Anyway I did it eventually and even managed to put on my daughters wedding from YouTube - am I clever or what??? I've just discovered another blog, Her space, My space (once again from my bubbly friends) which sets photography challenges every day so I'm going to have a go at that tomorrow. I really love having a blog, aint they fun??Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952455930890292982.post-34800244222075566832008-04-09T07:59:00.001-07:002008-04-09T08:59:20.219-07:00My Big Sis<div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdFZf7A7Iq47v23Ka7Wk-Z2Y7jYGUKhymFbmTeH-QQs-LGn_hYvGXugfq0tD-eYfGvmD605XNG_ODblfHTS1esgFXqbwYzFmpkvbQmYUqcr8jSP8caKHQlo7CkRAJJdEbueH8LmvMefyo/s1600-h/clares+wedding+052.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187263592799988610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdFZf7A7Iq47v23Ka7Wk-Z2Y7jYGUKhymFbmTeH-QQs-LGn_hYvGXugfq0tD-eYfGvmD605XNG_ODblfHTS1esgFXqbwYzFmpkvbQmYUqcr8jSP8caKHQlo7CkRAJJdEbueH8LmvMefyo/s320/clares+wedding+052.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="color:#cc66cc;">Me and big sis, Ann, at my daughter Clares wedding in September 2007 </span><br /><br /><blockquote></blockquote><div><span style="font-family:verdana;">Had a lovely day today. My sister, Ann, came for a few hours before picking up her father in law. I took her up to Clares and introduced her to Millie, then we al went out for lunch at the Darrington Hotel. The meal was nice but Clare recommended the chocolate fudge cake for afters. It was gorgeous, we all just sat there making ooooh, aaaah noises while we were eating it (I'm sure you know what I mean). She also brought back the Bubblyfunk CJ that she had been doing the final LO on. This should have come back to me in November but as it was mine she decided to take her time - surprise, surprise! Anyway here are the pics:</span></div><div><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187273282246208402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDdHVJ8LEGtaMmEGK-uf4k8TSZjJxtWyWHjYwl6HCbpniz_c2TmAkRfxKlNnlGK3AVxK21f8tYIhGqqz9RlIt6SYgFXfSDlbL3VPQSI2n-cxTCBceeUGLSkmELGrM65rDGPOrLa12yPPc/s200/DSC00190.JPG" border="0" /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187273286541175714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvuedK2cleFIaaLU26gxMtwC9YGNaoU47VrNHrtc9htxXJAp_Mf1LeF6F_OH-5lE7wwd3NGms3c_nFHm1lrkW7zdBo2idVOMkG-eQ9rI3_4cJ0ZxdaQydaY-z6OkJ0MjZPbCZJNPGprpI/s200/DSC00184.JPG" border="0" /> <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187274467657182210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmIPhzNJNCazaXah0bi94EHrBx9hZ7y9NaQYQPVxCyVH4BkJPMjkwE-8y8RjYCS_ZplnUROxebwJNFl-3TRB-_tURSzVXrUG9y4LDQ3DeQWI-sb6D93-Mk1wBiZdIjE2B3O05WWG3mszQ/s200/DSC00185.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187273290836143042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSxHBsg8Dz_7Dj8E2yABSD1I1KvtCcDax1rKWuMBPp7o5Ar4vjX8Qt81QkOLqEm_qRNxyvEdka91OQARChJxLIauNKVyhJ4XnZ-ZEGVvpEWqsDjoGbWYeVQ9eAaTVNt8YdXRB2Q8vwIyw/s200/DSC00186.JPG" border="0" /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187273295131110354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgoExEVGp3rNOvTNIbnOz0pnRW1P5JtfZm-3t3Rp_YuN7ZR5V-6Rwfg-V_28t-5AD7aSlQpnaDupRNT2Z4BgMEj0vFy8mFDdL6cOuQNnwQXUUlppzVU_b2HulUHkMIkjYmGtDlwgmtTh0/s200/DSC00187.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187273539944246242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-go2fBdzWYZHoBcjwdEZIjqJ9G8Xy76gSeASFjcCFto_A3DWsTEdAQbqg4PkpCHV5A0bPkRX3CvyiHfYAWMD0k4TXVOeedzYzZUq0J8M2J7MtWJ0F7ZDEm3dlgDoynN4eemxWdKOeS8A/s200/DSC00188.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187273544239213554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhrhILLO_FjvXftJcdbgwQri4uSJRmxaZJDCcLyvcD2YlmFdpT0dtDeS3ob7x78_QIHylC8SHxSkyviVdzJzEGbMuRaSzCTG1-ZlN5CCyhQD-Fa_syxs9tr2xW8fbSHy7EHpCiZPoDzJg/s200/DSC00189.JPG" border="0" /> </div><div></div><div><span style="color:#cc66cc;">Many thanks to Lynne, Lynn, Karen and of course our Ann </span></div><div><span style="color:#cc66cc;">for adding their fab layouts to my little book.</span><br /><br /></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;">Ann is also mad about crafting but she spends most of her crafting time making gorgeous cards. I keep trying to push her into having a go at scrapping and I think I've got a step nearer achieving that goal today. We went into the local craft shop and came across the DCVW 'Once upon a time' 12 x 12 paper stack. It is absolutely beautiful. Anyway we bought it and decided to share the papers, so she's gone home today with 24 fabulous 12 x 12 papers and she has agreed it would be sacrilage to cut them up for making cards. Soooooo she has three choices:</span></div><div><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;">1. She can take them home and just stroke them</span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;">2. She can demolish them and make cards with them</span></div><div><span style="font-family:Verdana;">3. She can do her very first scrapbooking page</span></div><div><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;">I do so hope I've inspired her enought to do number 3 but we shall see. </span></div><div><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;">As for me, we've talked so much about cardmaking today, I'm just gonna sit down at my craft desk and start making some cards. Something I haven't done for months. Wish me luck!</span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952455930890292982.post-2416752467882702142008-04-02T02:12:00.000-07:002008-04-09T10:37:48.319-07:00My Baby Boy<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTY8IyNWf-WgSkjlhQjXOruVroy1jbEWPyPds2AqsWvDIc1_oDTfGCUuElzRaXoFTxYz0O8Q7tuaLHbBVOccl72YrXpf6hlc5bOS9R-tyww13CZz5gI-QySC3jqtzeiUytXqYJFLogphc/s1600-h/DSC00169.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184576824468368210" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTY8IyNWf-WgSkjlhQjXOruVroy1jbEWPyPds2AqsWvDIc1_oDTfGCUuElzRaXoFTxYz0O8Q7tuaLHbBVOccl72YrXpf6hlc5bOS9R-tyww13CZz5gI-QySC3jqtzeiUytXqYJFLogphc/s320/DSC00169.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;">In Crisashyland last night, I was messing around with the computer and found a picture of my son I hadn't seen before. It had been taken by one of his friends and been downloaded onto my computer. Just looking at it made me realise that he really is a man. He's no longer my baby boy, he's strong and independent. Its funny cos I see him every day, tell him I love him every day and without exception tell him to be careful as he goes out of the door but I take for granted that he is still 'my boy'. I've told both him and his sister to "be careful" since they were teenagers and in some silly way, I'm now frightened not to say it. I suppose its a bit like not daring to change your lottery numbers, it feels like tempting fate. He's 26 now, he's left home twice and come back - he knows the door will always be open. Clare, my daughter, says he'll be here till he's 40 cos its such an easy life - doesn't cost much, comfy home, washing done, meals when you want them! OK I'm a pushover, I accept it, but you can't change the habits of a lifetime - can you?</span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952455930890292982.post-85210466263848898582008-03-31T13:52:00.000-07:002008-04-09T10:37:02.618-07:00Super Sunny Sunday<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEig7ueApeOpFNvaCUWu8VxugROiroxy2EZyJ5Sc-hc6-jvejf6HrsB8m7qYLiLdPSSNGg5zrm5c9_1wQInJwc2fVZStdOsW4yBDtTGl6eNa_gUMaH926wYi0sx8GcU_FXMPAy2Q5XRhWcs/s1600-h/DSC00121.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184014806522850098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEig7ueApeOpFNvaCUWu8VxugROiroxy2EZyJ5Sc-hc6-jvejf6HrsB8m7qYLiLdPSSNGg5zrm5c9_1wQInJwc2fVZStdOsW4yBDtTGl6eNa_gUMaH926wYi0sx8GcU_FXMPAy2Q5XRhWcs/s320/DSC00121.JPG" border="0" /></a> <div><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="color:#cc66cc;">Here's Jess feeding one of the many goats</span>.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;">It was a lovely sunny Sunday afternoon yesterday. I went to Cannon Hall Farm with Clare and her family. Its a lovely place where you can touch and feed the animals, have a lovely cuppa and cake and theres a great play area for the kids. We took loads of photos so I'm going to spend some time over the next few days doing some scrapping. </span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;">Signed up for another CJ today on Bubblyfunk. Haven't done one for a while as we had lots on with new windows, plastering, decorating, the wedding and of course our new grandaughter. Well everythings sorted now, so I thought I'd spend more time crafting. YIPPEEEE! I love CJ's, the pleasure of putting my own little bit in everyone elses book and of course the fun of getting mine back. </span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952455930890292982.post-67656500944754521492008-03-27T14:47:00.000-07:002008-04-09T10:39:09.641-07:00When I'm 64!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_3suRBYusgxCUX9ZKIoXHrDNhrKbVZRL845IfXXs4hINoxVSTltudg8D_0KkGAAgsc1MOaOb0vxDBmBDk6jXxuwXNUL0NsBZIUprNNCeESarjPUYcyAitxkgN292A-fJx9mtkNV9E90k/s1600-h/DSC00085.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182546361499314882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_3suRBYusgxCUX9ZKIoXHrDNhrKbVZRL845IfXXs4hINoxVSTltudg8D_0KkGAAgsc1MOaOb0vxDBmBDk6jXxuwXNUL0NsBZIUprNNCeESarjPUYcyAitxkgN292A-fJx9mtkNV9E90k/s320/DSC00085.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><div>Took some more baby photos today. I think I'm going to be obsessive about taking photographs of her now. When Jessica was a baby Allan, my husband, bought me a camcorder so I have loads of videos and not many photographs. I really regret not taking more photographs. Anyway I'm making up for it now, the camera's almost on meltdown. Talking about Allan, I had a bit of a sentimental session when I was scrapbooking recently. I dug out some old photos of us at various times during our relationship and did a double page LO with them. I used some really nice paper and used an acetate overlay with script and pocket watches on it. I printed out the words to two songs - one was called "Young and in Love" which was a favourite of ours and the other was the Lennon/McCartney song "When I'm 64" onto vellum and put them next to the photos. We've been together nearly 30 years so the LO really shows how we've changed during that time. Scary!! Am I really sooooo old?</div><div></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVMH4VFHz_PTyBN-vz9iHI9TqKXK_IrzzI2PVrHY-DqnSZo4s2qULB3KTcdjHpJi2MlgVFrdeYIwaHwqY53zfZqNhDvTKfA27EjNEZdYqqgsqR06ZTGKfzCjXazWU6_Y6fBT3FRc5LBFM/s1600-h/Memories.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182544712231873186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVMH4VFHz_PTyBN-vz9iHI9TqKXK_IrzzI2PVrHY-DqnSZo4s2qULB3KTcdjHpJi2MlgVFrdeYIwaHwqY53zfZqNhDvTKfA27EjNEZdYqqgsqR06ZTGKfzCjXazWU6_Y6fBT3FRc5LBFM/s320/Memories.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVBWGg9X-nlPykiBgVwDdX2QEHQy8FqxL9RaMBv9aN5x8zFbqcWwQl2VmrpWhcQX1hvYkSO8rH7FdQ4j-qtxRqw3xsrAEHv-4e1hSw5u29vajspBdAOx67SlrWma5DZlFjMtVCPw3b388/s1600-h/Cards+and+ATCs+001.jpg"></a></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVMH4VFHz_PTyBN-vz9iHI9TqKXK_IrzzI2PVrHY-DqnSZo4s2qULB3KTcdjHpJi2MlgVFrdeYIwaHwqY53zfZqNhDvTKfA27EjNEZdYqqgsqR06ZTGKfzCjXazWU6_Y6fBT3FRc5LBFM/s1600-h/Memories.jpg"></a></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVMH4VFHz_PTyBN-vz9iHI9TqKXK_IrzzI2PVrHY-DqnSZo4s2qULB3KTcdjHpJi2MlgVFrdeYIwaHwqY53zfZqNhDvTKfA27EjNEZdYqqgsqR06ZTGKfzCjXazWU6_Y6fBT3FRc5LBFM/s1600-h/Memories.jpg"></a></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVBWGg9X-nlPykiBgVwDdX2QEHQy8FqxL9RaMBv9aN5x8zFbqcWwQl2VmrpWhcQX1hvYkSO8rH7FdQ4j-qtxRqw3xsrAEHv-4e1hSw5u29vajspBdAOx67SlrWma5DZlFjMtVCPw3b388/s1600-h/Cards+and+ATCs+001.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182544716526840498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVBWGg9X-nlPykiBgVwDdX2QEHQy8FqxL9RaMBv9aN5x8zFbqcWwQl2VmrpWhcQX1hvYkSO8rH7FdQ4j-qtxRqw3xsrAEHv-4e1hSw5u29vajspBdAOx67SlrWma5DZlFjMtVCPw3b388/s320/Cards+and+ATCs+001.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVBWGg9X-nlPykiBgVwDdX2QEHQy8FqxL9RaMBv9aN5x8zFbqcWwQl2VmrpWhcQX1hvYkSO8rH7FdQ4j-qtxRqw3xsrAEHv-4e1hSw5u29vajspBdAOx67SlrWma5DZlFjMtVCPw3b388/s1600-h/Cards+and+ATCs+001.jpg"></a></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVBWGg9X-nlPykiBgVwDdX2QEHQy8FqxL9RaMBv9aN5x8zFbqcWwQl2VmrpWhcQX1hvYkSO8rH7FdQ4j-qtxRqw3xsrAEHv-4e1hSw5u29vajspBdAOx67SlrWma5DZlFjMtVCPw3b388/s1600-h/Cards+and+ATCs+001.jpg"></a></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVBWGg9X-nlPykiBgVwDdX2QEHQy8FqxL9RaMBv9aN5x8zFbqcWwQl2VmrpWhcQX1hvYkSO8rH7FdQ4j-qtxRqw3xsrAEHv-4e1hSw5u29vajspBdAOx67SlrWma5DZlFjMtVCPw3b388/s1600-h/Cards+and+ATCs+001.jpg"></a></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><br /><div></div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952455930890292982.post-43719330582138135002008-03-26T01:57:00.000-07:002008-03-26T02:42:07.660-07:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQK2m6bQSwxHL1Je5nhYJAyg9STZ46_CYqH5qGkon5V1q2h-FJJzspj4I40wnEHTOpw9KYauO6YOIPtLEv_crqawDwSqXmGqxevCpg0ggELc5nnBbTkPWmrqB3BIQ44PdQQJWeiiuIngw/s1600-h/DSC00090.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181972334825237106" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="305" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQK2m6bQSwxHL1Je5nhYJAyg9STZ46_CYqH5qGkon5V1q2h-FJJzspj4I40wnEHTOpw9KYauO6YOIPtLEv_crqawDwSqXmGqxevCpg0ggELc5nnBbTkPWmrqB3BIQ44PdQQJWeiiuIngw/s320/DSC00090.JPG" width="300" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />This is the very first page of Millie, my new grandaughter, born in February 2008. Isn't she gorgeous, just like her big sister, Jess, 8 years old. Jess is pictured here, having a great time on holiday last year in Great Yarmouth.<br /><br />What more inspiration could anyone want than two gorgeous grandaughters.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWOMCBcqmhSKZFTL0Unx6SPXHmIaKCUi9WHa61CsJ37EO7QVnnOAhXpvZbxUOHitcF-2uvm5gWBU2abN-5gV_iC6gUrvn_Q4RiMx7CUbU3exlHb4VE5g1w4weUK8wnoiry4EA3vJlzFms/s1600-h/DSC00091.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181981800933157522" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWOMCBcqmhSKZFTL0Unx6SPXHmIaKCUi9WHa61CsJ37EO7QVnnOAhXpvZbxUOHitcF-2uvm5gWBU2abN-5gV_iC6gUrvn_Q4RiMx7CUbU3exlHb4VE5g1w4weUK8wnoiry4EA3vJlzFms/s320/DSC00091.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWOMCBcqmhSKZFTL0Unx6SPXHmIaKCUi9WHa61CsJ37EO7QVnnOAhXpvZbxUOHitcF-2uvm5gWBU2abN-5gV_iC6gUrvn_Q4RiMx7CUbU3exlHb4VE5g1w4weUK8wnoiry4EA3vJlzFms/s1600-h/DSC00091.JPG"></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWOMCBcqmhSKZFTL0Unx6SPXHmIaKCUi9WHa61CsJ37EO7QVnnOAhXpvZbxUOHitcF-2uvm5gWBU2abN-5gV_iC6gUrvn_Q4RiMx7CUbU3exlHb4VE5g1w4weUK8wnoiry4EA3vJlzFms/s1600-h/DSC00091.JPG"></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6952455930890292982.post-15361029620939638352008-03-25T13:07:00.000-07:002008-04-01T12:10:12.824-07:00Me, crafting and photo'sI've been papercrafting now for about four years and absolutely love it. To start with all I did was cards but then I discovered the ladies of Bubblyfunk and the world of crafting opened up. I learned about ATC's and CJ's, scrapping and lots of other exciting stuff and have had a go at it all. My favourite now is scrapbooking and that has led to an interest in photography. Funny how these things just snowball. I've just got a new digital camera (a Sony DSC H3) which has the advantage of being a camera which takes good pics without me having to set it up (I'm not too good at the technical stuff yet, but I am trying to learn).Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0