Monday, 7 April 2008
Getting a Life
Thanks for comments. katelnorth - in our family we seem to adopt the child's silly names and forget the original. I now find it impossible to say pyjamas - they are always jabamas.
This is why I know the words to Fox on the Run, Hippopip. The long term memory is fine - it's where I put the car keys this morning that lets me down. Talking of oldies, I do love my ipod and the new(ish) car has a socket for it, so we don't need to take hundreds of CDs with us on long trips. Needless to say we keep forgetting the ipod.
I'm sorry not to have posted for ages but I am in danger of developing a social life. I don't suppose it will last long. We've had lots of meals out with friends, visits from a cousin from America and, on Saturday, Clive Grey BA had his graduation ceremony in Brighton. He looked very smart in his robes - hired for the occasion, of course. It was a lovely ceremony which ran like clockwork and managed to be serious and great fun at the same time. Well done the OU.
One very interesting aspect was the award of a special Honours degree to Wilfred Cass who has done so much for the arts in this country - sculpture in particular. He told us a little of his life story (he was an entrepreneur who specialised in turning around ailing companies). He talked about his failures, some of which were quite spectacular, which I thought very courageous. A lesson to us all to pick ourselves up and plough on, especially in these difficult times.
I have been doing a little stitching. Here is the back of the Wiretex bag, which is now a vessel.
Now I am joining it to the front and will carry on the bands of yellow couching so that it all links together.
There has also been a lot of work done on Workshop on the Web and Quiltwow. They are both coming on very well. Ken Smith has written an amazing article on machine embroidery techniques. I plan to try some of them tomorrow at my Beyond Stitch group.
On Friday I took Lauren (14) to the exhibition. Somehow this outing ended with me buying her a new pair of jeans. How did that happen? As we were setting off from her house I managed to drive over their recycling box, which now needs to be recycled. We pushed it out of the way and drove off quickly, giggling like mad. I did confess in the end though.