Crafting In The New Year

Imagine if I didn't go with the flow , yet sometimes I go against it and why not ?

I blog as mentioned before on a whim and a prayer , I don't have a word for  this year , for the more I would think about it , then January would be well and truely over.

Having scone and tea in a field .

Monday for me will be going to see the little Shetland ponies ( I'm allergic to horses and once stayed on a horse farm by mistake ended up in A & E )

Tuesday will be a picnic and hot chocolate in the woods ( last year I could last in the woods and my husband had to come home for the Tesco delivery , I was lost in the woods for 3 hours.)

Wednesday I may hum along to a one direction song , I repeat you tell no one of this .

Thursday trying to explain to the cat for the umpteenth that it can sleep in the new bed without the cardboard box , it's ok Binky Bear will protect you.

Friday I may attempt my nemesis: the Victoria Sponge cake, I've no idea why it feels me with dread but it does. I think it is in the baking matrix do you dare go down that rabbit hole?

Also pencils in looking at YouTube crochet videos ~ non nanna mode.

Recycling old Christmas cards not into gift tags but into new cards.

Dreaming Of Springtime I Am

I like all seasons really.

Winter sees that shaft of light than comes to glow twice for life.

And as the sun goes down the neighbourhood cats are out to prowl

Though it may be cold , the outside heightens the senses.

The Revolution Of Bletchley Park

I could do three good things in a day but that really isn't me , different strokes for different folks as they say . I always have a fear that things are going to go wrong , for instance I wonder why people like me , silly I know. I have never really achieved resolutions and when I have found I do it has been half hearted .

So knickers !

I'm going to go out revolutions today's revolution was to not be on my mobile until I got to my destination which was Bletchley Park, so often my nose is in a digital device , I know the irony of going to visit somewhere steeped in the history of computers and code breakers is not lost on me.

I feel wonderful to be outside again , I even managed to clap my eyes on Beneduct Cumberbatch ... 

If you head over to Bletchley Park there is a display of some of the props used in the cracking film.

The world is a better place for the brilliance of Alan Turing , he achieved much in his short life and we all owe him our debt.

My owned grandad worked at Dollis Hill never said what he did , official secret act and all that. Even when he could say he didn't old fashioned silent hero to the every end of his life.

And as ever I'm all about the bunting oh yes , bunting is the eternal cheerer upper !

More bunting that you can shake a stick at !

And no trip to Bletchley Park would complete without seeing Colasses and Tuny, we quite simply would not personal computers,smart phones and tablets without these.

Revolutions are fun : Space Invaders fun

Day 1 in The Big Brother Turkey Household

There are countless Turkey recipes about this time of year , and yes I'm looking at them , no it wasn't me that ordered a Turkey for 11 when there are 3 of us , well maybe it was. Adopts big brother voice :

Day 1 

In  big Turkey household "gobble,gobble", the Turkey was cooked,  carved and consumed , slight nagging feeling something was missing . Note to self make own gravy next time and don't own Heston Blumenthal gravy , which was thicker than a nuns wimple ( forgiveness shoutout from any nuns reading ) 

Day 2

Turkey rolls (crusty) mayonnaise with a side order of BBQ hola hoops complete with organic Spanish cucumber ole . Looks for Bailey can't find it , drinks white wine descends into Swedish chef mode .

Day 3

Turkey ephinany , the missing item was cranberry sauce , much serving of Turkey again in crusty rolls with cranberry sauce with iceberg lettuce and teeny tiny pork pies, organic cucumber ole . The Baileys  still missing , oh look festive Gin and T. Ruddy . Turkey for tea this time minced and served in a picnic loaf ......

Day 4 

I think the natives will revolt ... 

Tails Of The Unexpected

My cat Rollie treats my house like a hotel , you see fluffy cute I see evil.

It waits for me on the stairs.

"Go on come up stairs , you chicken ?!" taunts Mr Grey ( ninja)

"Yes , yes I am , " I say 

I take signs of limbering cat yoga as a sign of war...

Rollie in the matrix you see he knows jujutsu , trust me you know mess with him at your very peril.

Infact I hear the kitchen door going now , like Jacob Marley rattling his chains , pick the quiet kitten my husband said.

The quiet ones are the worse aren't they .

Help.