Stalls, Snips and Trips

Its been a busy old week - started off with the handm@de craft fair in Cambridge, which was great fun - so nice to meet up with some of the lovely crafty folk I'd met last year at Oxford - amongst them paperleaf, quercus silver, pennydog, twinklyspangle - and also to discover some other great handmade delights - such as the lovely Fabric Nation, Made by Kate, and Hannahchan.

This is my stall - apologies for the poor quality photo, but there are lots more images of the fair on the handm@de flickr page.


Meanwhile over in the "its the half -term holiday and I am a child what can I do now" world, what happens when you get a boy of 7, a pair of scissors, a bathroom mirror and an active imagination? This is the fringe result of that combination. Not sure about the boy's new look myself.



There was nothing else to do but head out of the door in an attempt to channel that energy elsewhere.

A Hair Curling Day

Youngest sat in the hairdressers and pointed to one of the large, glossy images hanging on the wall.

"I want my hair like that" she whispered to me.

The picture showed a mass of long wavy locks. Long hair - no problem. Curls - oops. Daughter has the sleekest straightest hair ever. And is obviously too young to venture into hair perming.

Kind hairdresser didn't flinch and offered to put waves in using one of her heated implements, and little one was delighted. And the result and her smile was a lump in the throat moment.



Curls glorious curls - for one day only - and worth every penny to see her skip through the town, checking her hair every 5 minutes just to see if they were still there, and breaking into a delighted grin to find they were still there.

To Market To Market To Buy A...............

..........basket full of deliciousness!

A sunny day today and the local Farmers Market was brimming with wonderful goodies. I'd been out of the house most of the morning (sat in the hairdressers ready gossip mags) and it was nearing lunchtime - tummy rumbling, mouth watering time. Shopping whilst hungry is generally not advised on the basis that you will end up buying a load of rubbish to satisfy hunger pangs, but this Market just had a plethora of organic, home baked tasty treats. And just at the right moment I came across the bakery stall which had trays of nibbles to sample - the treacle tart was a divine, melt in the mouth sugar sensation. Ended up with the Bakewell tart though - I have a thing about anything almondy - along with some beautiful olive bread, some stilton and raspberry cheese,(which is soft, pink, and had a slightly disconcerting combination of strong savory stilton and sweet raspberrys, strangely yummy) and, lest the garden should feel left out, some tomato plants.

Think I had most things covered there.


The summer is beckoning and I can feel the heat on my skin.
For a hair obsessive such a me this was also the time for the "my head is beginning to heat up" crop. This morning locks were snipped away, leaving me feeling lighter, brighter and free.

My obsession with hair colourants continues and picked this reddy-brown today. I was originally a blonde you know. Then went copper. Then red. There was also the (only) time I have attempted home colouring - the packet said deep copper, but the result was an insipid strange peach affair. And many years ago I once had a pink fringe ..........ah, memories, memories.

Other things I get obsessed about - the latest T.V obsession is Miami Ink. Who knows where that will lead me.......