Good morning from a quiet, calm and wet Cornwall.
My ex daughter-in-law, the arty one, popped in yesterday. We haven't seen each other for a month, unusually. She was looking as gorgeous as ever, very pre-Raphaelite with her long red hair and full length dress quite damp around the hem. 😁 She left with a box of freshly made gingerbread cookies for my 16-year-old grandson. I've an invitation to eat at theirs over the weekend.
Made some ear-rings from copper pressed with lace through rollers last night. I realised how much we've already learnt as we had freedom to get on with our projects with minimal supervision. I'm quite a dab hand with a blow torch now. 😂
There's a half hour wait between the two buses that take me home and I found a Subway open and sat in there with a caffeinated coffee (no decaf available) wondering if I'd sleep with it in my system. Home at 11pm to lights twinkling in the rain outside the nearby pubs, quite magical, and yes, I did sleep! A message came from my single younger son asking me out for a meal on either Friday or Saturday. I pointed out that Saturday is Valentine's Day. He laughed and we agreed to meet on Friday.
Today I'm carting my friend's very heavy curtains to a local seamstress as the hems have defeated me. Then I'll take a bus to my favourite library to catch up with my Lego colleague as we've been ships that pass in the night lately.
Nice easy care bush or plant for a tub
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