Very mixed week of sunshine and showers (quite heavy at times) and the forecast is much the same for the rest of the month. Thankfully stayed dry for Monday's coffee morning.
Hubby is making the most of every dry opportunity to get more gardening done. At the rainy times he's been clearing all the old electrical stuff out of the loft as he's found somewhere that might take it all for recycling, but first he checked with Son if he wanted to keep anything as lots of it was his from previous jobs when he was more hardware and networks, he didn't. Then Hubby checked with M who came over and took away what he could make use of at his Creative Computing Club. Hubby is now waiting for the recycle people to collect the rest.
We have now enjoyed a ladies afternoon tea for four of us. Because of the weather we waited till this week so we could book inside. It's been far more than a year since the four of us have been together. We chose
The Orwell Hotel as hopefully it would be less busy than a cafe and we can sit for longer (we've a lot of catching up to do) and with their own carpark we won't have to walk in the rain. It was lovely and we all came home with doggy boxes.
As the pandemic had curtailed all of Daughter's performance work she had time to develop her printing skills and is now a professional printmaker mostly using quite traditional lino cut techniques. Making cards in themed sets and prints to frame and collections in book form, they are selling well. She's done many as gifts including my Christmas and mother's day prezzies and donated into a charity project. This week she is included in an exhibition. Daughter and I went to the preview, afterwards a walk along the Waterfront and stopping for a coffee as it was so sunny and warm.
As the pandemic had curtailed all of Daughter's performance work she had time to develop her printing skills and is now a professional printmaker mostly using quite traditional lino cut techniques. Making cards in themed sets and prints to frame and collections in book form, they are selling well. She's done many as gifts including my Christmas and mother's day prezzies and donated into a charity project. This week she is included in an exhibition. Daughter and I went to the preview, afterwards a walk along the Waterfront and stopping for a coffee as it was so sunny and warm.
The exhibition is to celebrate Ipswich life and Daughter has very strong memories of our local centre as it was when we moved here and all her growing up years. There was a pub, lots of small shops and as it was totally pedestrianised it was a great meeting and hanging around place.
The Centre was demolished about 15ish years ago and is now a successful Asda and fuel station. I hope the people from the flats above the old shops got a good deal and we still talk about and miss Chow's Takeaway, the best quality Chinese food with the family in the kitchen and the son on the desk who remembered all his regular customers, they just closed and disappeared. *just heard her print has sold*
And rounding off the week I had another follow up Cystoscopy.
First the bad news....... although it wasn't raining, and although there were no major traffic problems, and although Hubby found a parking space at the hospital quite easily, it was incredibly windy and as Hubby got out of the car the wind took his door out of his hand and knocked it right into the car beside us! It left a small dent but in a very obvious place grrrrr!
Hubby left a note on his windscreen and a later phone call from the driver and conversation will be continued after he gets a quote.
Now the good news......... my three monthly Cystoscopy showed nothing untoward and I'm still cancer free ππΌππ€©
Fingers crossed next Saturdays post will start with the finished photo π€
Hold on to anything that might blow away and stay safe.
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2 comments:
Afternoon tea sounded fun and I have loved seeing the linocuts and prints taking shape elsewhere.
My friend had the same with her car door once, wind snatching it out of her grasp and denting a neighbour's parked car. She then loudly exclaimed FFS and her daughter, a toddler at the time, kept repeating which was a problem as they were on their way over to friend's parents. So friend kept saying "A fat snake?" "There was a fat snake?" all the journey over to try and imprint a different collection of words before seeing Grandma. Annoying to have to deal with these sorts of incidents. Glad the cystoscopy was clear though xx
Hahaha love the fat snake story, well done that mum for quick thinking.
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