Thursday, 29 April 2010
Tuesday, 27 April 2010
Work Perk of the week ... and wool winge
... into a slightly softer pile of fluff (and leaving plenty of bits floating round the garden for the birds to gather). Unfortunately bits of the fibre were so coarse that they would not felt and simply moulted back out of the felt, so the whole thing turned out to be a waste of time, who wants slippers that shed white fibres everywhere.
But I did also spend some time the other week making blended batts from what was left of my coloured roving collection, there were only a few colours left but by combining them in different ways I have ended up with a lovely selection ... and might even get around to doing something with them.
Wednesday, 21 April 2010
Giving up - not really a book review
Tuesday, 20 April 2010
Work Winge of the Week 2 - rental firms, breakdown services ...
Friday, 16 April 2010
Margaret Atwood poetry
Wednesday, 14 April 2010
200th Post - a post script
Tuesday, 13 April 2010
This is coincidentally the second Pulitzer Prize winner that I have read recently (though looking down the list I have previously read quite a few others, but then never even heard of many of the authors .... now there would be an interesting challenge.) Initially it was called the 'Pulitzer Prize for the Novel' until 1947, then renamed the 'Pulitzer Prize for Fiction'. American Pastoral by Philip Roth has been quite a challenging read. I have not quite finished it and decided to review it now mainly to stop myself focussing on the 'story', to allow myself to just read the writing, to get the essence of what he is trying to say. In fact I find myself hoping desperately that there is not a nice neat ending, but something suitably inconclusive.
Work Winge of the Week 1
Rooks on the radio
Saturday, 10 April 2010
Being Guy (more work winge)
Or of the toad that I rescued from someone's doorstep
Or of the people 'Sphereing' at Sweetslade Farm, which looks brilliant.
Anyway, will be back to normal next week.
Monday, 5 April 2010
Away We Go
I keep seeing these silly question lists, how to sum up your existence in single words, so I did this one, to see if I felt it said anything about me (my thoughts were that they are superficial and tell you nothing), and it kind of does, but in ways so subtle that you would have to know me to understand.
Where is your cell phone?
Your dream last night?
Your favorite drink?
Your dream / goal?
What room are you in?
Where do you want to be in 6 years?
Where were you last night?
Something that you aren't?
Wish List Item?
Where did you grow up?
Last thing you did?
What are you wearing?
Something you're not wearing?
Your favorite store?
When was the last time you laughed?
When was the last time you cried?
Place you go over and over?
One person who emails you regularly?
Favorite place to eat?
And then M took the computer off me, so I insisted she write a blog post and when she couldn't think of anything I gave her these questions, so pop over to her blog and fail to get to know anything about her too.
Saturday, 3 April 2010
- 'Notes from an Exhibition' by Patrick Gale, a title I have read about in several places, enough for it to stick in my mind.
- 'A Quiet Belief in Angels' by R.J. Ellory, on my 'to find at the library' list, but I had failed to write down the author so could not find it, and there it was for a mere £2.
- 'Mary Reilly' by Valerie Martin, picked out because of 'Property', that I read and reviewed back in February
- 'The Clothes of their Backs' by Linda Grant, picked out because of 'When I lived in Modern Times', that I also read and reviewed back in February.
- Finally, 'Uncommon Reader' by Alan Bennett, because I have nearly bought it on numerous occasions, I like the idea of someone writing a story about the queen, making her more real, and it was only one pound.
- The other book in the stack is 'The Rehearsal' by Eleanor Catton that arrived by post this morning from my mum, for me and M to read together.
Friday, 2 April 2010
After rolling for about an hour and then rubbing with soap for another 30 minutes or so it has felted quite satisfactorily. I like the way it looks quite widely spaced when you lay out and then the shrinking closes up the spaces and makes the design look much more dense. It is sitting here on top of the new vivarium we acquired for Nix (the carpet python), which has now been placed on the fireplace to cover up the ugly gaping hole. He is not in it yet as it needs light and heating fitted. I guess a vivarium cover is as good a use for it as anything:-)
blogger (a poem)
Thursday, 1 April 2010
A variety of things saved up over the last few days
This is the state of our front room, but it's brilliant: we have had a new central heating boiler fitted this week. This is the hole where the previous one was behind the gas fire. Hopefully it will cut our bills, being nice and economical, and we have hot water on demand, replacing the old furred-up hot water tank, though I have lost my 'hot cupboard' which was great for drying washing in the cold weather.
This is my second attempt at felted slippers. The are lined with some alpaca to make the insides soft, but the alpaca migrated through the felt as I made it and I fear they will moult somewhat. I have sent them as a 'un-mother's day' present for my mum. You can pop back and see the previous pair here to see the construction method.
And finally some poetry. Apparently April is National Poetry Month (in America I think) so lots of blogs have been mentioning it. I found this Simon Armitage book in the library (and also found a surprisingly good selection of poetry books that I wll definitely be revisiting regularly). I have not had the chance to read the whole thing but wanted to share one to whet your whistle. I did like the one called 'Learning by Rote' but it is printed in reverse, and very challenging to decipher (I resorted to the mirror in the end), and two extracts, one from 'The Bayeux Tapestry' and the other from 'Sir Gawain and the Green Knight, made me want to go and seek out these longer works. Another I read to the girls is called 'Horses M62' is about a group of stray horses on a motorway, very spooky and atmospheric, almost a ghost story. But am going to give you this one, entitled simply 'Sloth':