Sunshine and Blackbirds...

While the sun was out it was glorious this afternoon...lovely and warm. When the sun popped behind a lurking black cloud the temperature must have dropped by twenty degrees and it was feckin freezing...time methinks to find my socks. Flip-flops just don't work at keeping cold feet warm...

I've been sorting through my stash of fabric...not the bags stuffed to the hilt with old duvet covers and sheets bought from the charity shops...they are turned into rag-rugs...eventually...but the dear little stacks of left-over charm packs and layer cakes that I've squirreled away.

Charm packs are pieces of co-ordinating fabric cut into five inch squares...usually forty-two squares in a pack. And Layer Cakes are packs of co-ordinating fabric cut into ten inch squares...there's usually twenty pieces of fabric in a pack.

The general idea is to use them up before I buy anymore...so with that goal in mind I've begun a full size throw for the settee...we only have two at the minute and they become incredibly hairy within a very short time and need to go into the wash at least once a week...

I'd love to learn how to do proper quilting...you know the type I mean...squiggly circles over the entire top but that's beyond me...did once look at the price of quilting machines and fell about laughing...we could probably buy another cottage for what they cost.

My cat money-box...which isn't a box at all but a china cat with a hole in his back...is almost full of two euro coins...enough to spend at the fabric/craft shop when we go to Sligo for my next hospital appointment. It makes the necessity of sitting in an over-heated, airless waiting room surrounded by coughing people, supervised by old Lemon Face, much more palatable when I know I can browse all the delicious fabrics after being scolded for wearing nail polish...again.

So I batted wasps away and quite forgot to put the radio on...about the only place I can get Radio 4 is in my shed...while Blackbirds stuffed rotting apples into their tummies and flew away with squawks of alarm when I ventured outside.