Yesterday I made a wonderful crocheted circular rug. Mr Smith says it looks like a squashed Mexican. It does a bit.
It is cold. It is June. Ergo no heating and anyway we just had a bill ....arghhhhhhh! I have donned a jersey and am wearing a knitted boa that I just finished. Is there no end to my talents? The boa is quite the thing which makes up for the awfulness of the rug.
I am SO excited by the thought of going to live in the country. I will make rugs by the shed load. I might even get quite good at it after a while.
I have just arranged a fun day out on Wednesday in Chichester with Designer Susan. Then down to the Witterings to deliver terrible rugs followed by Portsmouth to collect the Apprentice (older son). Tomorrow I am going to the Opera with Sensible Alison. lalalalala
And now to make a house birthday cake for the Apprentice. The top got a bit burnt and rose up with a big crack in it, then it fell apart when I tried to make it house shaped. I will persist. I need more kit and a great deal of chocolate icing and eighty five thousand smarties. He is 27.
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