Later Tuesday

Two posts in one day and it's not like I have anything momentous to say.

I thought I'd make a really nice parting gift afghan for the Senior Centre and purchased the main colour of this. rather than using some of what I had.  But after a weekend spent over the back of the reclining chair I quite like it, and am not so keen on parting with it.  I'll give the Senior Centre another one.  I have two or three besides the two for my grandchildren.  I'd quite like to bring them back with me - maybe I could put them in one of those bags where I vacuum out the air, and it makes them into smaller, flatter packages.

Hmmpphh.   She's not often moved, she's even been allowed lately to clamber all over the suede sofa, shedding her hairs, but this is where I draw the line, snuggling into my handiwork is something - in the words of the late, great Winston Churchill - up with which I will not put. 

Just came across this photo, it was taken recently at St Crispin's when I was learning about my personality.   At the end of the day the four of us from Emmanuel were relaxing with a glass of wine and playing a game, I think it was called Taboo.