Saturday, August 03, 2019

My week in pictures

I'm still thinking, and also wishing that Mary was here to talk things over with, but the upshot is that I don't feel up to writing a decent blog post, so I thought I'd share my week with you in photographs.

Sunday, Zoe and I worked out what was the best method to make bag charms. I need to be prepared for when we offer it as an activity on the next refugee hospitality day.

Also on Sunday we had a bat in the bedroom. I like bats, but I like them in their proper place - the garden. It was not a pleasant experience, but at least the bat got out alive. 

photo by Dave

On Monday I cut Dave's hair:

I always cut his hair, but this time it was not a success. He thinks he looks like a dinner lady. I am sorry I can't show you a picture so you can contribute to the debate. 

On Tuesday I spent the day with my 13 year old grandson (no names, no photographs, as requested by same) As well as playing Grand Turismo on his Playstation, and my coming second in a 20 car race  - whoop! whoop! - we went to a cat cafe:

Wednesday was Lux's 9th birthday. I hadn't been able to squeeze a birthday list out of Lux or her parents, so in the end I asked Isaac to buy her something from me and I would pay him back. Lux Facetimed me to demonstrate the present - a remote controlled fart machine. She loved it, and so did Cece. They were still playing with it at bedtime and are taking it on their camping trip this weekend. Great present!

Photo by Isaac

Also on Wednesday I got a text from a new friend who had been reading my book, BUT I TOLD YOU LAST YEAR THAT I LOVED YOU, on holiday. 

I've clipped it for confidentiality purposes.

You have absolutely no idea how getting a text like this cheers me up. And I'm going to say it not only cheer up writers, they boost sales.

On Thursday the village newspaper arrived and I was in it:

On Friday I had a super bike ride. Here is Monsaldale:

For the uninitiated, the Monsal Trail runs over the viaduct.

Tomorrow at noon I shall be at a tiny silent peace vigil in the centre of Bakewell, remembering the horrors of Hiroshima.

Sunday, I am going to France with Chrissie for a few days. I am hoping that by the time I get back I will have worked out what small but meaningful rearguard action - something positive and helpful - I can engage in to make me feel I am contributing some kind of resistance to the horrors of this government. 
I also hope I'll be back in shape for blogging.


Anonymous said...

Bon voyage... hope you enjoy a stimulating French walkabout, and some parley-vous.

How fascinating to see the young woman emerging in Lux, and to learn of the existence of a remote-controlled fart machine.
That’s quite a rearguard action in itself.

Thea xxx

Sue Hepworth said...

hahaha very good!

i love that joke!

Kristine said...

Hi Sue,
A suggestion for using your lovely beads - if you have some knitters in the group you could make little sets of stitch markers - we love them - and they just need one ring and a bead or two!
Search them on Etsy or Ebay and you'll see what I mean.
(The local yarn shop would take them I'm sure if you are trying to raise some funds.... .)

Sue Hepworth said...

Thanks very much for the interesting suggestion, Kristine.
I'm sorry to be so late in responding...only got back from France yesterday (Saturday.)