Thursday, 1 December 2016

november 2016

So that was November.
And now.... on to December. 
If you're looking for the annual advent countdown I'm afraid it's not happening this year. I just can't fit it in. I've got so much work booked in for December already and I haven't even started to think about Christmas pressies and stuff. I'm gonna give myself a nervous breakdown if I have to commit to anything else. 
Plus I do think the whole advent thing has been done to death now. When Lizzie made me do it in 2012 no-one else seemed to do it. Now everyone and their dog has a go. It's like bloody #inktober.

I have to say we're also a bit sick of people nicking the designs too. The Dotty Wren advents that we've done have been used on loads of stuff. I think people think they're some sort of free download to use on their products as they wish. We don't get too arsey about people printing them out and using them for their own kids advents. That's quite cute. But we do draw the line at the companies who blatantly rip them off and use them in their Christmas ranges. Which has happened. A lot. 
So it's an advent free zone round here I'm afraid. Those big corporations will have to find someone else's artwork to steal this year. 
Ho ho ho. 🎅🏼

Wednesday, 23 November 2016

black friday

Bloody Black Friday is getting on my nerves. Every advert on the telly. 800 million emails in my inbox. I've even started getting sodding texts from companies with "amazing offers". Bugger off! I'm not interested! 
And to cap it all I'm going to London for the weekend with my sis and our 2 eldest for a girly birthday shopping trip! We didn't flipping realise when we booked it that we were at risk of being trampled by a load of stampeding bargain hunters. 

Sunday, 20 November 2016


The other half needed new glasses. He actually can't really see anything in his old ones. It's a problem. And quite probably a danger. So we went en famille for new ones today. He went 'cos obvs he needed to. I went 'cos he can't choose new spex on his own. The little one came 'cos we made him. And the big one came cos she's meant to be revising for her mock physics GCSE tomorrow but couldn't resist the lure of the shopping. And she hates physics.
Anyway. Job done. New spex ordered. 

Friday, 18 November 2016


It snowed today.

Saturday, 12 November 2016

new 'friend'

I've got a new friend. He's a retired bloke who I see on a morning. He lives up the road. He's very lovely. But he's doing my bloody head in. I can't get away from him. I walk the little one to his friend's house then take the dog on a loop round the village and back home. I get to the street that leads to our house at 8.20 am. The exact same time as my new friend arrives back from buying his newspaper. He crosses the road to bore me with his latest tale and doesn't understand my urgency to get away so I can start work. I've started making up 'important meetings' and urgent tasks just to get away. 
I know it's mean. He only wants a chat. But I'm sick of hearing about his family in Castleford and the time he cut his thumb and was off work for 4 months and his trip to Blackpool with his wife. He's one of those people who isn't interested in the slightest in any conversational input from anyone else, just needs to get his own boring story out. And of course he's got all day to talk crap with people who are too polite to run away. He's retired!
I've tried taking longer on my dog walk to miss him but he waits for me. And yesterday when I raced round and got back early he RAN to catch up with me!
I'm seriously thinking about driving to school. Or selling the dog... 
(I'm joking Minnie! Not really! It's a joke!)

Monday, 7 November 2016

don't mention the C word

I saw this thing on facebook. It said "There are 12 days of Christmas and none of them are in fucking November"
Ha ha. I could have written it myself. If I was funny enough. 
It annoys me every year when people harp on about it in bloody September. Get a life!
I AM feeling the need to get my card sorted and sent to the printer. So *quiet voice* I started some CHRISTMAS ideas last night.
Anyway. I got bored of it and went off on a tangent. One bear head, 9 bear faces...

Sunday, 6 November 2016

saturday nights rock in our house

I made a pattern out of my little houses. Last night. Saturday night. Cos what else are Saturday nights for? Bonfire, Beer and BitOfPatternMaking round here! None of that fancy NightOnTheTown malarky for us this week. We were hygge'd up to the max!

Saturday, 5 November 2016

living danishly

Suddenly it's flipping freezing. And dark. And a bit wet. And DARK. And not very bloody warm.
FFS. That's it now till April isn't it?
I'm gonna have to get all hygge. It's the in thing to do. The only thing to do. I read the book last year. Living Danishly. That's me now. Light some candles. Get a fluffy blanket. Put some wood in the wood burner. Eat some pastries. Play Scrabble.
Till April.

Tuesday, 1 November 2016

october 16

Well the whole flipping year is whizzing by!! This was October....

Monday, 31 October 2016

Saturday, 22 October 2016

too much work..not enough play

I have worked my arse off this week trying to catch up after our impromptu hospital vacation. And I have spent most of today drawing Things That Go for a new book. Stuff like Snowmobiles and Container Ships. And Light Aircraft. And other vehicle complexities. Not really my thing. My head is aching. Had to bang out a quickie bit of moose cuteness to compensate...

Time to get the glad rags on now and go get hammered with the other half.
Happy weekend people.

Saturday, 15 October 2016

birthday boy

It's the other half's birthday tomorrow. We can't decide where to go. Two out of the four of us can't walk very well. The other half has a knackered knee ligament which is awaiting an operation and the little one is still walking like a little old man after the removal of his appendix. It's gonna be slow wherever we go...

Thursday, 13 October 2016

unexpected mini break

The little one and I had an unplanned mini break this weekend. To Bradford Royal Infirmary. 2 nights on the main children's ward and 2 nights on the children's surgical ward. 
So a 2 centre break if you like.

The troubles started on Saturday morning when he was moaning that his stomach hurt. I did what every caring parent would do under the circumstances. I told him to have a poo. 
By 11am, when the pain had moved to his right side and he'd been sick twice it was becoming apparent that it wasn't a general poo problem. I phoned the NHS helpline. They got us an appointment to see a doctor at the hospital. We stayed there for 4 days. And we were one appendix lighter when we came out.

The kids surgical ward is closed on a weekend 'cos they mainly cater for routine ops so we spent the first 2 nights on the general ward. There were a lot of screaming little people there. LOUD screaming little people. All night. I had a lovely little camp bed next to Alf but I didn't sleep much. He slept like a brick.
He had his appendix removed on Sunday morning. He came round, said "You told me it wouldn't hurt any more!" then went back to sleep. I guess I was wrong.
At 7.30 on Monday morning a man in a white uniform appeared at the foot of my camp bed. 
Man in white uniform: "Did anyone tell you that you'd be moving wards today"
Me: "Nope."
MIWU: "Oh. Well you are."
Me: "OK, how long do I have to pack"
MIWU: "I'm here to collect you now"
Well I was still in my pj's with no makeup on and hair like a bush. I had to quickly throw all the belongings we had accumulated over 2 days (a lot) into our bags and run after him while he pushed Alf's bed. In my socks. And pyjamas. Through the hospital. For about 2 miles. Still, as it was Bradford I didn't look any different to anyone else. At least I had teeth.

Anyway, after 2 days on Ward 2 we were deemed fit enough for release and we escaped on Tuesday night. 
I'm telling you, my own bed has never felt so good.
The little one is doing well now. His biggest smile came when they said he had to have 2 weeks off school. It's half term after that. I've never seen him so happy.
He has now taken up residence on the sofa and issues orders to me every 10 minutes. I'm being very caring and lovely. For now.....

Thursday, 6 October 2016

we've got a gardener now you know...

The jungle around our house that we call "the garden" has had an intervention. It was getting out of hand. We bought the house with the biggest garden on the street but we forgot that we don't actually have the time or the inclination to do anything with the damned thing. 
To be honest it's never really warm enough to sit in it anyway. It faces the wrong way. The sun is on the decking on a morning. That's where the BBQ is. But no-one wants to go to a BBQ on a morning do they? And it's cold there at wine o'clock. So we don't even use it for entertaining purposes. It's just been abandoned really.
So.... I have employed the services of a professional. She starts on Tuesday. She's gonna come every week and hack down the overgrowth. Trim the bushes. Tidy the edges. Make it look like a display at the Chelsea Flower Show.
It could take a while...

Wednesday, 5 October 2016

it's scarf weather

Luckily I have like a zillion scarves.