It has been a long week, and I am soooooo glad it is finally the weekend and I can chill out with a glass of wine and relax. Some weeks just seem to be so chaotic and crazy, when others float by quickly and easily without effort. This week has definitely been the former!
It's not all been heavy going though. The good news is that I finally completed my NVQ3 in Supporting Teaching and Learning, after originally starting it nearly 3 years ago. It hasn't taken me that long, but I stopped when I broke my leg and then it took ages to get sorted with starting again. It actually only took from September in the end, but it seems to have been more of a marathon than it really was!
Butter wouldn't melt (mainly because he would - I know from experience - swallow it whole). Who would have thought he could be a savage limb-breaker?
The other good news is that I went to the Fracture Clinic today and although I need another operation on my leg it is only a small one and not the huge one that they threatened me with 6 months ago. A day with keyhole surgery and then 2 weeks at home to recover doesn't sound quite as bad as the 3 months they were predicting.
So, 2 good reasons to open the bottle early tonight!!
Aside from the above, there has been time for a bit of thrifting this week.
A TG Green Domino Ware milk jug and sugar bowl. Perfect for filling with Spring flowers.
A pretty tray cloth. I have hundreds of these and I use them as arm covers, or underneath a bowl of flowers, or on chests of drawers and dressing tables. Never on trays though.
This fabulous jam pot. It is made from really thin porcelain, and although it is missing a tiny bit of a flower the break looks just like a bud, so you can't tell unless you look really hard.
A thermometer with pretty rose decals. I'm yet to find a nail to hang it on - a job for the weekend.
I also found a fabulous 1960s basket with just the right shade of blue woven into the handle, but was told it wasn't for sale as it was holding loads of purses and evening bags. I was slightly incredulous that I couldn't hand them some good, old fashioned cash for it (it being a charity shop, and that supposedly being the theory behind it), but there was no way the volunteer was going to change her mind. I may go back with another basket for her to put the purses in and then ask again.
I also have a reason to be chuffed with myself. I have finally (after many many years of trying) taught myself to knit!! I was inspired by this gorgeous creation over at Little Woollie's, and am shamelessly copying it. I am really pleased with how quickly it is coming on and how even my stitches are. I've done stripes, stocking and garter stitch so far, and the next panel will be a ribbed affair in pink.
I can't tell you how much I have wanted to do this, and I was ill over the Christmas holidays so it was the perfect opportunity to perservere. My Grandmother knitted her first Fair Isle jumper at the age of 5 and my mum has always been a prolific knitter, but for some reason I had a real mental block over it (not helped by being the only left handed knitter in my family). Well, my mental block seems to have passed.
I hope to show you some more progress soon.