Choice is a good thing, they say, and I agree. But then, they also say it’s possible to have too much of a good thing, and I think there are times when there might be something in this. Unless we’re talking about love, compassion, understanding… little things like that. Or ice cream. You can NEVER have too much ice cream, even in January, outside, when it’s raining. And who the heck are ‘they’, anyway? Continue reading
Long time, no blog! But you know what? The crafting hiatus has actually done me good. It’s not that I haven’t done anything crafty at all while I’ve been offline, but it’s been good to sit back, breathe, consider my creations made and in the making, and smile a little. Not least because… YES, you guessed it… I’ve finished my Homeric fussball table makeover project at long, long last. E voilà:
I’m going through a period of (quite a lot of) earnest reflection at the moment – and the extent to which I really need to change some of my thinking patterns is becoming increasingly and abundantly clear. I’ve been aware of this for a long time, actually, but in recent months it’s come into some fairly sharp relief. Which is a little bit scary and unsettling. On the other hand, awareness, understanding and willingness to give change a go are good things and important first steps, so hoorah for those!
OK, on this occasion I admit defeat. Hard as I tried, I didn’t quite make it – and the new football season kicked off this weekend without my fussball table makeover being quite complete. I have been trying to resign myself to this frustrating fact since about 6pm yesterday, and almost 24 hours later I still haven’t quite managed to let it go… So now seems like a good time to do just that: and, BREATHE… Continue reading
Yes, the day has finally arrived. No, I haven’t been to see Chelsea – or, indeed, any other football team with a blue strip – in action. I don’t think the season’s even started yet, has it? (Shows how much I know about football.) But I have been working closely with one particular bunch of players. This lot, in fact:
It’s true: I do find that craft is a great tonic for keeping the old anxiety in check. Blogging, too. Which is a very good job, because that’s one of the main reasons I’m doing it all! That said, the blues I’m battling right now look more like this:
No, I’m afraid this post is not about Manchester United, in spite of the title, which I couldn’t resist. It is actually all about the fact that I have – at last! – finished kitting out my red fussball team in their new strip:
Would you believe me if I told you that it has taken me an entire year to realise that I can make the photos in my posts bigger? Yes. Read it and weep uncontrollably, for it is sadly so. Worse, I have even reflected, from time to time, on what a shame it is that the photos are so small. In the words of the immortal Bart: doh! Continue reading