We have been
in the middle of a major redecoration of our dining room for some time.
Well actually it feels like years... woodchip wallpaper has been
scrapped off and Mr Johnson the plasterer has magically made the walls
smooth and mended 100 year old surfaces. Its all white, wonderful and I
know ever inch of the terracotta floor tiles personally... they have
been pressure washed, scrapped, scrubbed, oiled, beeswaxed,
polished....and now they shine. But best of all is the new dresser. I
showed husband a picture and he went into the garage and five days later
look what he had made! And painted it too when I thought my arms would
fall off from all the polishing... and its got lovely big wooden handles
too... I'm very pleased and I promise never tease him about his garden
gnome again...
Thursday, 26 August 2010
Tuesday, 10 August 2010
South Common summer fete
At the end of
July local people organised a summer day fete on our common. It wasn't a
commercial affair, no burgers or ice creams, nothing to buy really, but
lots to do for families. There was pond dipping with the conservation
students, archery, guided walks, willow weaving, wood carving, just
country things.... Best of all were the three teams of heavy horses, who
turned the cut grass, stood to receive all compliments so graciously,
and were the stars of the day. Eight legs completely in harmony as they
cornered at the end of each row without any tangles too!
It was a lovely day, so good to see people just sitting under the trees, watching, chatting to their neighbours, playing with the children and remembering childhood memories of the common. Max and Jill ran a children's art competition and pictures were drawn of the things they could see. It was simple celebration of our wonderful common.
It was a lovely day, so good to see people just sitting under the trees, watching, chatting to their neighbours, playing with the children and remembering childhood memories of the common. Max and Jill ran a children's art competition and pictures were drawn of the things they could see. It was simple celebration of our wonderful common.
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