December 1st, welcome summer

Christmas swap from Max, ornaments, coasters (fabulous)and

 and wonderful Christmas book of poems.

double chocolate biscuits and to die for cheese biscuits.

Note skew whiff light, can't be straighten as it will break off, so that's fixed then.

Market shopping,  love the threads and stamp, pity I don't do stamping

Here we go, the house is finished too the builders requirements, not ours, but that's another story. I spent whole of the last weekend taking things out of the garage and finding a place for them. I did well, even if I was sick, got some sort of bug, by Friday I had no voice left much to the amusement of everyone at work, if the only thing I'm good for is to amuse my colleagues, then it is not a small thing. Cruel heartless bums that they are. Carpet went back down yesterday, Aj said how weird it was to have carpet again.

Chaotic house makes a chaotic mind, no my mind has always been chaotic.

I'm trying to go to a lovely calm place...................ohm

Ok, I'm not missing in action, it is just the house is in chaos and I can't find anything including cords, camera and my mind. The living areas are finished, but all the furniture is in the garage, the furniture from the bedrooms is in the lounge and the builders stuff is in the garage too. The washing is all over the lounge, and kitchen, as the weather is either gorgeous or crappy, today it's crappy. I have lots to show you, but it will have to  wait till the end of the week, when we will be back in control of our house and lives. I lied about being back in control of our lives, it would take more than the house finished and the builders gone to do that. Love Aunt Bee.

Sunday baking.

Sunday's cake,  chocolate sponge. This is becoming a habit.

I haven't been totally lazy, must be getting back in the posting groove.

It's amazing how many granny squares you can do in your lunchtime

Found a Phoenix  rep at the market.

A little Christmas display 

cream sponge from BBC Good Food,  perfect

The house is a tip, but I went to the market, as so I should.

Pixieware how gorgous, $2 brilliant

some rotter had cut out the magic painting pictures

I have been remiss in not blogging much lately, but as the builders are still in my house so to speak we are living in in chaos. The lounge is stripped the carpet covered in plastic wrap (which Dave hates) and contains the TV and the old couch which comfortably seats two three at a pinch but definitely not four of us. The table is in the dining room but has no chairs and everything else is in the garage along with the builders stuff. They haven't told us to clear out the bedrooms yet but possibly next week, the hall has no carpet, but it does have a new ceiling,  they thoughtfully left the carpet tack rails, oh! so invigorating to the  mind and body if you step on one. I know my library books due to go back this week are in the garage and I am mounting a full scale expedition to find them this afternoon, I may be some time.

Didn't she do well.

I haven't done much in the way of sewing, crocheting or nosing around in op shops or indeed the market, but I did return to the market yesterday and was rewarded by the thrifting gods.

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A Spring evening, 8pm in the garden, 4th November.