Halloween

Hello! Did you all have a lovely halloween? I did, I had the day off work and decided to be a tourist for the day. I got off at Tower Hill, walked over the bridge, watched a man repeatedly motorcycle over three old routemasters (I’ll upload a video once I can find a computer here at work that has Quicktime), wondered over to the Tate Modern and looked at Louise Bourgeois spider out the front, and Doris Salcedo’s crack in the floor of the turbine Hall. Which is just a crack in the floor of the Turbine Hall.

In the evening I met up with Dave, my sister Ju (formally known as Carrot Fly) and sometime commenter on this blog, Jen, had a few pints in the best pub in the world ever and then watch the old Hammer production of Dracula, which was awesome.

Oh, and I came up with this *amazing* joke. What do vegetarian zombies eat?

GRRRAAAAIIIIIINNNSSSS…..

(belated) Happy Samhain!

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sewing, photos, spiders

So many things to talk about! Such little time. Where to begin?

I’m learning to sew with the aid of Dave’s mum and a very old sewing machine. There’s a definite knack I’m having to learn. It’s going ok though, at least I can guide the material through the machine straightly. Next stop, getting my head round patterns. I made a mini tote bag with some scraps of fabric that happens to be perfect for holding bags of money around…

machine     straight lines!

… the bags of money were pound coins saved up by Dave in a little goldfish money box (named Archie in tribute to our first pet fish) which were carried by me in my new mini tote to the bank so I could go to Amazon and buy this beauty.  A proper camera! To take proper photos! Hooray! Look at what I’ve done:

These was taken on Sunday on a very nice day trip with my sister Becky and her friend Tess (who went off to see Prince later on that day, the lucky buggers)

    

Canary Warf and the upstairs neighbour’s little kitten Fred, who is the cutist, most curious little cat ever. He’s absolutely gorgeous and every time he wonders into our flat there’s always a little voice in my head suggesting we keep him.

My trip to Oz is now complety booked with my last week spent in a hostel run by a bunch of hippies. Awesome. I have now spent the past half an hour looking at pictures of Australian spiders and literally putting myself off my lunch. Humph.