Gentle snoring may be heard

Well, not quite. I've got the matchsticks out again. For some reason, yesterday was a long and tiring day - I took H over to the BUPA hospital at Elland for an appointment about her back, and now have to do the chauffeur bit twice more, for an MRI and a followup. But I don't mind, she's in agony, and I'm only repaying what she did for me when I couldn't;t drive. anyhoo, after a thrilling bout of speed ironing before the DSM ran out of shirts, I did go to the coven meeting as I hadn't seen anyone for ages. It was at Freyalynn's - fine, got there ok, no probs, had a nice time poking my tongue out at her first attempts at tablet weaving. Feh. Some people are just too dam' talented (yes, I know, jealousy is an ugly thing....) But on the way back in the dark, I managed to lose my way three if not four times, and didn't get home until midnight, by which time I was of course, a pumpkin. Still, I am VERY pleased with myself, I didn't panic. Even when I had absolutely NO IDEA where I was, except that it was a lonely moorland road...What else are mobile phones for, eh, except that I didn't actually need to use mine. Maybe as a consequence, I had some deeply unpleasant dreams involving some ghastly plague from outer space, which thankfully, it transpired, I was immune to but this was not ascertained until the end of the lengthy dream sequence.....And then I had to get up early because the washing machine man was coming....

OK, let's have a picture to cheer ourselves up. Whilst on holiday, we went to the local offie, but were faced with a huge array of wines to choose from. We did ask for local stuff to narrow it down somewhat, but there was still a lot. Pete being the perfect gent that he is, absolutely insisted that half the choice should be mine - so I resorted to the Sara principle of wine selection:



Aren't they pretty? It worked, too - nice wines!

So, sue me, I haven't finished organising the photo - too many, too much time needed. I will get there one day. Things keep interrupting me. Like the Trollsaga. I can't resist a quick update - like yesterday's visit from the new boss-guy (oh, ha! Literally, his name is Guy!) promising action, yippee! And then this afternoon's visit from the Community Police Ossifer, such a sweetie (did I really say that???)dispensing sympathy and likewise promising action, albeit in a rather more watered down version. Still, even if they are only placating me, at least I now know who to run screaming to if I have to. Every little helps....

OK, to raise the tone, couple more pics.

This is the necklace I completed whilst away:



And a close-up



And this is the bracelet that I started, and finished this week. It is the same design from Beadwork that I did for my first ever bead piece (apart from the amulet bag kit) and liked so much, I vowed to repeat. I found the pretty green AB daggers at GJ in St Ives, just right for this. I love it, well, both pieces. Just wish there were more hours in the day. (The blue background is a woad-syed shawl from Bleu-de-Lectoure, by the way.)



Now - tea, I need tea.

gw