Rosie had such fun during half term, using Hama beads for the first time. But first we had to sort the colours into plastic bowls to facilitate her design work.
This meant the task took longer than I'd expected. I remembered that when we were in Kirby Muxloe, I had them all sorted into glass jars - but when we moved, I emptied them all into two big tubs, and recycled the jars, to make packing easier [and lighter]
But last week, whilst watching TV in the evening, I sat with a tray on my lap, and Bob's sharp needle-nose tweezers, and sorted the lot. It took hours
I haven't many spare jars at the minute, but this is what 10,000+ beads look like all neatly separated by colour [I gave up with black, white grey, and stuck those all in together]
Despite declaring last year that we had finished doing Holiday Clubs, we are going to run a One Day Event in the Easter Holidays. As I was sorting, a craft idea involving threading the beads occurred to me [but nothing with hot irons, when you have a crowd of youngsters to contend with!]
I immediately stopped sorting, and grabbed my tin of mini Tiptree jars.
It didn't take long to put a scoop of mixed beads into each of 30 jars all ready for April!
Have you ever doneanycrafting withHama beads?
They are fine until you catch the edge of the jar with your elbow, and sprinkle them in a rainbow all over the carpet!
I have never lived in my own house before - most of my 70 years have been spent in Manses, with kitchens of varying quality. I was so thrilled that the new families following us to both Kirby and Ferndown had lovely new kitchens to go to. But here we are at Cornerstones [and here we will stay, I hope] Over the past 16 years we have redecorated most of the rooms, and in 2021, we did a minor kitchen refurb, replacing the horrid stained white sink with a new double sink and drainer, and new taps. At that point, Bob rehung 3 of the upper cupboards to make them more useful.
But the cupboards are around 20 years old, and very poor quality. Shelves and drawers kept collapsing, and needing repair, their plastic fixings crumbling. The cooker hood no longer works properly. The plumbing under the sink is abysmal, and there are not many electric sockets. And the floor is really hard to keep clean, it has a weird textured surface. So we have been planning and saving for a Whole New Kitchen.
Friends and family warned us this was not a straightforward project. Almost everyone has a 'New Kitchen Horror Story. it seems.
We decided to go slowly, thinking and planning carefully. We are blessed with a Futility Room - and the dishwasher, washing machine and fridge freezer are in there- along with a sink. So we knew we could use that as a temporary kitchen instead [obviously the range cooker will be out of action for the duration of The Works]
2025 has been designated Year Of The Kitchen.
We were recommended a planning guy from Norwich. He came with his door and handle samples, and lots of ideas. He didn't really listen to what we said [two essentials; keep the electric box accessible, leave a space for my Dalek, used daily] He ignored those two points completely, and suggested a kitchen costing £30K+ [not including flooring, plumbing or electrics] Thanks but no thanks. We looked at another company, but their pricing policy seems decidedly iffy.
Then we found a kitchen company we did like - units with good strong internal fixings, accessible corner cupboards which do not waste space, and intelligent designs. We debated fitting it ourselves, and my brother, and one of Bob's Shedmates have kindly offered their help. So after a few minor hiccups. we have planned and ordered our new kitchen. One which is guaranteed and should last many many years. At a fraction of the cost we were quoted from Norwich Guy. Watch this space...
Covid had an impact on all of us, across the globe.
Rev Steve Finamore, the current President of the Baptist Union, has written this prayer for today. I find it to be a helpful reflection, and reminder to pray for those who are still struggling
Our loving and gracious God,
As we look back on the pandemic and the lockdown
We each have our own thoughts and memories
And we all carry the sense of disruption we experienced
And are conscious of the things we learned about You and about ourselves As we pause to reflect
Help us to consider the people and places where the scars are deepest
Those who lost loved ones without a goodbye hug
Or a final conversation, or a fitting farewell service
With the comfort of friends and family Those who live with long covid, who feel constant tiredness And who cannot escape the brain fog that looms over everything
The young people whose education was disturbed So that significant learning and important life experiences Were lost forever We think of those whose sense of confinement
And feelings of dislocation
Have brought lasting anxiety and depression We recall the people whose businesses were lost or have never truly
recovered And whose livelihoods are damaged Or who lost their job and cannot find another We remember all the people whose roles were deemed essential
But who now feel forgotten and even betrayed
As the rest of the world has moved on And in the midst of all that, we are grateful too For the acts of kindness of neighbours And the bravery of health workers And the brilliance of scientists And the organisational skills of the vaccination teams And the resilience of communities All signs of your presence with us In the midst of such great suffering and difficulty May we, great God, as we reflect, learn a deeper trust in you
May we learn compassion,
May we learn love for you and love for neighbour,
May we use the lessons of adversity
To become more and more the people you call us to be
Though Jesus Christ our Lord,
Amen.
In London Princess Pearl [Zog and the Flying Doctors] and Peanut Jones, in costumes which Grandma made earlier. I am not sure why Jess looks so fed up - maybe it is because she hasn't got her stethoscope
In Manchester, George scooted off to school as Kai [The fiercely determined Fire Ninja! Self-confident,
impulsive, determined and brave ]
Kai is a strong character among the LEGO®
NINJAGO® ninja heroes.]
I do think his scooter should have been made of Lego too
Jacob is currently obsessed with Old MacDonald, and sings the song morning, noon and night - so he went off dressed like the farmer in his book
Well done all families who managed to produce costumes for the children. And well done all who make books a part of family life every day, not just on one day in March.
It is the first Friday in March and therefore the World Day of Prayer.
This year's theme is "I made you wonderful" and the service has been prepared by the women of the beautiful Cook Islands. You can find more information here.
Bob got to church early and set up for the Pancake Party. He had a stool in the kitchen so he could sit down
when he needed to. Dan brought along two more gas rings, the pancakes were being fried and flipped with great speed
We had a variety of toppings, fruit sauces, nutella, lemon and sugar - also tea, coffee, squash and biscuits.
There were activity sheets on the tables, and the families got involved in word searches and pancake puzzles. After an hour, Bob announced he was running out of batter, so Jacob dashed up to the shop and got more ingredients. Over the 2½ hours, the two
cooks reckoned they produced well in excess of 100 pancakes - last year it was around 70
Richard, the new vicar at the local Parish Church dropped in too with his children [which was lovely because his vicarage is in another village]
All in all a lovely community event, with more than £50 raised for Hope Now, a charity helping people in Ukraine for over 30 years.
Did you have pancakes on Tuesday?
What's your favourite topping?
[I am aware that today is World Book Day - that will get mentioned later!]
We left Flatford at 10.40 Sunday and drove on through the beautiful countryside to Dedham. More spring blooms here than we had seen in Norfolk last week, but I expect our village will catch up very soon, with all this sunshine. Beautiful blue skies. I need to look up Alice Lee - I am embarrassed that I had not heard of her before. The properties, from different centuries, appeared well maintained. An attractive place. That's the house of Alfred Munnings, painter, bottom left. My great grandparents were his housekeeper and handyman for a while. But I'm not sure if they lived in that house!
On to Lavenham, a fantastic place, full of amazing half timbered Tudor houses. Including the Guildhall, another NT property. We enjoyed delicious red pepper and tomato soup in the garden, then looked round the house. Many relatively wealthy people lived here through the centuries, including dyers and weavers. There were lots of examples of their crafts displayed in the upstairs rooms. Look at the gorgeous smocking on this garment!
During lockdown, one of the NT volunteers spent her time researching the dyeing methods which might have been used by the previous residents. She produced a lovely sample book listing all the dyes used, and knitted triangles of bunting in all these various colours. Onion skin, turmeric, carrot tops, woad, ivy leaves, copper, iron, walnut shells...Quote fascinating. I said to the chap on reception "perhaps I should try growing woad..." But he warned me off, apparently it's very invasive!
We walked slowly back to car and drove home. It had been a brilliant break together, and the glitches at the hotel didn't spoil that. We were home by 5pm. Early to bed, a busy week ahead.
We had a fabulous mini-break in Essex, with a few little hiccups, but a lot of laughs. We knew we needed a couple of days 'away from it all', so at the start of January, I booked two nights b&b in a Hotel on the edge of Colchester. Following our Airbed Adventures in 2019, the girls suggested maybe we ought to relax the thriftiness a bit, and pay for a proper bed to sleep in. I chose a hotel which not only had decent looking bedrooms, but also a swimming pool and sauna on site - which I thought would be excellent relaxation for us both. "I may not leave the site" I said beforehand, "I will just swim, sauna, sleep, eat and lie on my bed with a book all weekend"
Unfortunately this was not to be. The pool was out of order, and had been for more than a week. I suggested to the receptionist that had we been informed of this, we would have cancelled and gone elsewhere as the pool was the main reason we chose them. She said that a lot of the families who were booked in for half term had said the same thing!
Meanwhile Bob was trying to establish where the blue badge parking spaces were. There were three - this is the one with the clearest marking. The others just had vague yellow splashes. Despite the website saying "There is a hotel carpark" it did not make it clear that there was a daily charge for this. The two receptionists decided to waive the parking fees because of our disappointment re the pool.
But we decided not to let these things get us down. We settled in on Friday night and found the bed very comfortable, and the shower was lovely. Saturday morning we set off to explore the Colchester, using our bus passes to get us right into the centre without worrying about parking.
Lots of history - the Romans came in 20BC, and Camulodonum is the oldest recorded town in the UK. Despite some people's hopeful theories, there is no evidence that Camulodonum has anything to do with Camelot, or that Colchester gets its name from Old King Cole. But Queen Elizabeth did grant the place city status as part of the Platinum Jubilee Honours, signing the letters patent on 5th September 2022, just days before her death - and King Charles III visited on 7th March 2023.
Colchester has a long and intriguing history. The High Street is full of some splendid architecture, and behind it is the Castle Museum. And an intriguing statue of two sisters, Anne and Jane Taylor, who wrote a lullaby in 1806 which is known and loved the world over - Twinkle Twinkle Little Star.
We strolled slowly in the sunshine, visiting bookshops and charity shops, and a delightful coffee shop opposite the Castle. In the afternoon we relaxed at the hotel - briefly using the gym, then having a sauna. In the evening we went out to a Carvery.
On Sunday, after another delightful breakfast, we checked out* and drove up to Constable Country. I have always wanted to go to Flatford Mill, and was not disappointed.
It is managed by the National Trust - and we sat by the water chatting to a pair of kayakkers [is that a word?] The young woman offered to take our photo. Then we went to look round the Bridge Cottage museum. I loved the little family on the mantelpiece, and wondered how the mice are doing in Dereham Museum
But the ceilings in the back room were awfully low - Bob really had to bend over to walk through. I picked up a few gifts in the shop.
It was only 10.30, and the NT coffeeshop had been open since 10 - but the queue was already round the block! We returned to the car to continue our journey. Part Two tomorrow...
* I am sorry to report that as well as the pool and the parking, there were a number of other things we felt unhappy about. We mentioned them at the time. I am not naming the hotel here, but I have emailed my concerns to them.
I began this blog on March 29th 2008, my first post was entitled A Lovely Day and here we are approaching the 17th anniversary. Over 7300 posts, and more than 53000 comments from so many lovely people. On Thursday night I finished packing for our trip, then was putting my tablet on charge when I decided to look at my blog stats. I do that about once a month. I'm flabbergasted. At some point on Thursday, the blog notched up it's 6 millionth view. I can never get to know you all, but thank you for bothering to look in regularly. My blog strapline has always been "Experiencing God's Geace In The Everyday"
May you too know love, grace and peace wherever you are today...
We live in a rapidly changing world. Sometimes we all need to step away and seek a moment of peace. Bob and I are spending three days down in Colchester on the southern edge of Constable Country. We are glad to be able to 'get away from it all' just for a little while. We have been extremely busy since Christmas, and will have even more going on through the next couple of months. A weekend in Essex may not seem the height of glamour and luxury - but it will suit us just fine!
In 1986, I knitted Liz a "robot jumper" using odd balls of wool from my stash. She loved it, and later Steph wore it. Back in February 2016, Ros came into our lives. I'd bought some blue wool in a sale, and knitted a jumper for the teddy bear Liz had when she was born, and a jumper for Rosie (9-12 months rather than newborn) The spare blue wool went in my stash
When George was two, in 2022 I used that leftover blue wool and some other random red and black yarns to knit him a robot jumper.
For Christmas 2023, I bought a lot of yarn from Wool Warehouse and knitted 4 Safari sweaters, for George, Jacob, Jess, and great-nephew Arthur [a similar blue background)
The leftover wool went into the Stash. Christmas 2024 I knitted Rosie a jumper, using a pattern I'd knitted for somebody else forty years ago and wool from the Safari Stash
She loves her horse jumper. Then Steph and I were on a WhatsApp call. Jacob was in the Robot Jumper, as George has sadly grown out of it.
So I've used more of the Safari Stash (lots of ochre) plus some green, to knit a new Robot Jumper for George!
I'm not sure what I shall knit next, but it may involve stripes!!
Jess managed to top and tail Rosie's week by having a sleepover with us on the two weekends. So of course, Bob's legendary Breakfast Pancakes were requested on Saturday morning. We decided to try the ones in the Gruffalo cookbook.
We were all still in our pjs. Jess in her dressing gown, helped Bob by sprinkling the purple fruit onto each pancake. Bob used the mini pan, as the cakes were thicker than his usual crepe style, and he wanted to stack them.
They tasted very good, but I suspect it will be back to the regular ones next time [altho there have been mutterings about æbleskiver now I have the pan for it!] We served our Purple Prickle Pancakes with lemon juice, golden syrup, and dollops of home-made yogurt. A ***** recipe
I am so very annoyed with Boots right now. Have you seen this?
Initially it sounded good "Boots are going to recycle blister packs" said Bob "and our two nearest stores are collection points" Then we looked into it further...
IT IS "GREENWASHING", PRETENDING TO BE ECO FRIENDLY FOR APPEARANCE SAKE.
They say it is simple, but it isn't really. You need to have the app and scan all your blister packs. Once they are approved, you take them to the store. 15 packs will earn you 150 bonus points - but you only get them if you spend £10 within three days of donation.
If I've understood it correctly, donating 20 packs will still only get you 150 points [I may be wrong there]
BUT a high proportion of these friends do not have smart phones or use apps. [Or bother with loyalty cards] So they can't use the scheme. Younger friends who perhaps only have 1 tablet a day will take months to accumulate 15 empty packs.
Furthermore the reward scheme mostly benefits Boots! They are in effect saying "you need to spend even more with us to get points off your subsequent spending"
I'm not fussed about reward points, I just want to recycle for the benefit of the planet. This is far too complicated for me to bother with. And I suspect Boots know this, The management of a scheme like this will be complicated and costly for them to implement. So a few months down the line, I suspect it will be cancelled, and they will tell us that they did offer this environmentally friendly option, but customers didn't take it up.
Some Superdrug stores have drop off points. No incentives or loyalty points - just the opportunity to help the planet.
We are fortunate to have Tony at our church. He takes all our packs to a charity [I have forgotten which] who then sell them on to TerraCycle. So we will continue to do that.
I think most people who want to recycle want the simple Superdrug system [or a mate like Tony] saying "Leave your packs here, and we will ensure they get properly recycled" without apps and offers. An easy way to have a positive impact.
Come on Boots, surely you can do better than this!
Now I'm wondering what will happen if I take my bag of empty packs into Dereham Boots and try and sneak them into the box without using the app...
Firstly, thank you everyone for the kind birthday wishes for Rosie yesterday, she is definitely making the most of her celebrations. On Saturday we went on a family tenpin bowling trip, followed by lunch. If you have younger children, I can recommend the Bowling House in Norwich. This is the quirkiest bowling alley I have ever visited. A while back, we looked after the girls one evening, while Liz and Jon visited this venue [For cocktails and food, which they enjoyed] There are just five lanes, at BH and all half-length, so it suited the girls. The pop-up seating is recycled from years ago when this building was a cinema. I took three shots of Rosie bowling, and inadvertently got pictures of Jess as the seat folded up on her!
We went on to a Pizza lunch [I pleased to have discovered that I can eat pizza with vegan cheese] and the girls enjoyed desserts. Jess was intrigued by the inverted waffle cone in her ice cream sundae.
I have four glass sundae dishes at Cornerstones, They were given to me about 35 years ago- my friend was having a new kitchen and decided to clear her clutter. "You can only have them if you promise to use them" she said. I promised!
I still use them on a regular basis.
Even the most boring pud is greatly improved by fancy serving, I frequently put a scoop of plain vanilla in the dish, topped with some fruit, and home made yogurt and a 'boudoir biscuit' [I think in the US they are called ladyfingers] Occasionally there is fruit sauce or chocolate sauce too, or some crumbled cake. The girls think this is a real treat, especially when I give them the longhandled teaspoons.
In my current, ruthless kitchen declutter, I can assure you that my sundae dishes are staying! I must lay in a box of waffle cones before the Easter holidays though.
Rosie said Saturday's treat was her 'quarter final' birthday. Monday [the day itself] was to be the 'semi final' and the 'final' will be her party on Saturday - a Clip'n'Climb event with schoolfriends
We have had such a great week together - but now she is back to school in London. Growing up so fast into a thoughtful, gracious young woman. We are so blessed!
In between our trips to the Forum for the Science Stuff, there have been some hilarious moments which have caused much laughter.
I was I the bathroom with Jess. She was explaining that the Treasure in the rubber duck's chest is not real gold, it is just chocolate coins. She asked me what I thought he would say. I held him to my ear and said "I think he just said Quack! Quack!". Jess was having none of it "No Grandma, he's saying I'm calm and collected "
Where on earth did she learn that expression? We have adopted a new Spoonerism this week. Rosie requested a drink of squash. Bob offered her a choice, orange or berry juice. Except he said Jerry Buice. It has been called that for the last four days!
A lady stopped me in Norwich, and said "I love your jacket. In fact I love your look, wish I could wear that" I thanked her for the compliment. I was in my biker jacket, sweater dress, leggings and boots. Nothing fancy. Bob says the "Granny Biker Chick" look suits me. Not so much amusing as astonishing.
But the funniest thing was as we were pulling away from traffic lights in Norwich. Rosie was watching pedestrians on the other side 9f the junction. She started giggling. "That man, he was carrying an avocado in one hand and a bottle of beer in the other, and when he started crossing the road, his trousers fell down!" "What happened next?" "He dropped the avocado and grabbed them!" "That's awful" "No, it was OK, he was wearing Nike Underpants"
We're all still chuckling about the incident!
*AFTHOTWTTF was a 1962 musical comedy written by Stephen Sondheim. Then it was made into a film. I know nothing about it except the opening song "A comedy tonight"
I was given the sticker at the Science Fair. But, as Rosie explained to Bob "Grandma doesn't really like the American spelling!"
The end of a super stay ‐ Liz, Jon and Jess arrived in the evening, and will be around till Sunday. And Monday she'll be back at school [on her birthday]
Preacher, teacher, wife, mother, grandmother, craftswoman. Married to wonderful Pastor Bob since 1979, now happily retired to Norfolk, but still busy. I am blessed with two brilliant grown-up daughters and four wonderful grand children
It didn't take long to put a scoop of mixed beads into each of 30 jars all ready for April!
