Quilts, Spike and…

It’s been a making weekend, this one.  I did a hand quilting course all yesterday (a good giggle but not something I can see myself ever being good at). 

Today, I’m pretty sure I am the only person in the UK who can say that they spent the afternoon in the garden hemming pants.  Made of the toes of socks.  For animals made from socks.

The best was still to come though.  I was going to try to explain…but I can’t….  Just turn on your sound, sit back and, well, smile I hope! (Sorry, you have to turn your head 45 degrees as I can’t fathom how to turn it around.)  :o)

Click on Spike below for the show:

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More Pogimals and a giant rabbit…

One more Pogimal post for the week – Sorry!  They have another new home…on Facebook.  

So, if you are a Facebook bod, please go and like the page and tell your friends about it too.  If I can make my millions through Pogimals I can give up work and do more Pogimals and blogs (ok, maybe that’s not going to encourage you!)  Well, a girl can dream :o)

 And if you are Pogimal-ed out, here is an Easter rabbit in a phone box for you:

He looks a bit sinister...

:o)

Yes. Really.

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Is that Shrew?

This is for all of you out there who have a little person who wakes you up at night.  Or those of you coupled up who are woken by your partners snoring.  Anyone who may occasionally envy the sleeping arrangements of a singleton like myself in fact, whose biggest worry is being eaten by the cats should I die in my sleep.  (Actually, my biggest worry is that Norman wont bother waiting till I pop my clogs and may just snack on me one night when he feels a bit nibbley…)

when they were younger a tube was all they needed for entertainment...

Anyway, this is for you.  Because last night you weren’t the only one with broken sleep.  Last night I was woken up by screaming.  It was very loud.  And it seemed to be coming from the bathroom where Charlie and Norman were doing a lot of bouncing.  The night before I’d rather carelessly dropped my shirt on the bathroom floor rather than putting it in the wash basket (sorry mum).  And that’s what was screaming.  And what the boys were bouncing on.  Then something small and furry ran out of it.  A shrew I think.  So, at 2.45am I was trying to get Mr Shrew back in my shirt before the boys got him in their claws.  At 2.55am I was on the front doorstep shaking my shirt like a mad woman trying to encourage Mr Shrew back out of the shirt…

or a laptop if more intellectual stimulation was rerquired...

I really hope none of the neighbours were awake and at their windows.  And here’s hoping that the little people, the snorers, cats and screaming shrews all let us have a decent nights sleep tonight… :o)

By the way…did I mention?  I’ve got a Pogimal website!  Have a look here:  http://www.pogimals.com/

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WOOOOOO HOOOOOOOO!

huge, Huge, HUGE excitement!

The Pogimals have a website.  Fittingly it is www.pogimals.com :o)

So, if you want a very unique creature, especially hand made from socks (and frankly, who doesn’t?) take a look.  Not only will you spread the smiles, but you will also be helping out one of the charities I’m supporting.

Should you not have a requirement for one of these smiles in a sock, maybe you could pass the link on to others who might?  

Enormous thank yous to my amazing Geeky Friend who built the site, initially for relaxation.  I imagine that after all my pedantic demands for changes, it ended up being anything but…  You are great!

:o)

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Lessons of the Week

When going on a bike ride a check list is good.  Otherwise you can end up standing outside a locked front door in lycra, helmet and sunglasses and realise that you forgot….the bike.

When the neighbours dog barks solidly for two hours for a second night, taking your radio round to go in their porch and then sitting in the porch yourself to talk to the dog and shut it up is a total waste of time (it does the opposite).

‘Straightening the edges’ of a circular pavlova doesn’t work too well…unless the intention was to eat 90% of it.  And to feel very, very sick as a result.

When engrossed in hatching a new batch of Chickimals, do not forget about sun cream for places other than your face (no, I know, it’s not big, it’s not clever, but it certainly wasn’t intentional…).

And finally…check the bloody freezer door is shut!  :o)

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Cat arse-imal of the Week

There is an early contender for Cat arse-imal of the week. Mainly because I refuse to allow anything to go as wrong as last night…

It had been a pretty pants day at work.  Nothing horrendous, just no time to breathe and nothing going particularly right.  The sort of day that causes a Pog great stress (end of the world nigh? – no problem – I’m your woman to sort things.  Add something to a tricky website in the next five minutes? – I’m pretty much guaranteed to end up a quivering wreck under my desk.)

Anyway, I digress.  After my day of pants topped off nicely with the weekly Tesco trip I got home to find that I’d left the freezer door ajar the night before and in its attempt to stay cold it had iced up so much I couldn’t shut it.  Or get the drawers out.  The drawers that were full.  So I started the defrosting. Then I had the grand plan of stuffing my frozen food in the ice box in my fridge.  Which wouldn’t open.  So I pulled a lot and…it came off in my hand.  Fantastic.

I left the freezer to defrost and sat down to attempt relaxation. And realised the dog next door was barking.  And barking.  And barking.  So I ran out the front door and screamed at it (the neighbours were out) which worked a treat.  For about 10 seconds.

The next two hours alternated between mopping up the water on the kitchen floor, attempting work and rushing outside to shout at the dog.

Then I realised I couldn’t fix the freezer box drawer without defrosting that too, so I turned the fridge off and waited.  Not a lot happened so I got out the hair dryer and vegetable knife and heated and chiselled.  At the point when I slipped and almost impaled my head on the corner of the work top, I decided to give up before I electrocuted myself.  So, to bed.  At which point a recovery vehicle pulled up just outside the front door and started to drill out the wheels on the A-team style van the neighbours own.  Argh.

Anyway, I went to bed.  And woke up to discover that there had actually been sufficient ice in the ice box to sink the Titanic (which is fitting as the captain was a distant relation.  No comments please).  Melted, it turned the kitchen into a lake. About knee deep.  Which was nice first thing.

Anyway, it’s the weekend now.  And at least I have a terribly tidy freezer (it’s empty as I lost all the food).  And the kitchen floor hasn’t been that clean in ages.  Other than that it was all just a bit of a Cat arse-imal :o)

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A Chickimal of Fame!

If a Chickimal can be famous then this one has made it!

Look closely…

A little closer…

Yes, this Chickimal has made it into an Easter window.  Who’d have thunk it?! :o)

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Being Geographically Challenged

On my bike ride tonight (yes folks, that is the third one in three days) I had a conversation with myself on geography (I know.  I lead a terribly exciting life).

This came about because my train was stuck outside London for sometime this morning.  Why?  Because, as our driver informed us, the train in front had ‘missed its turning and had unexpectedly ended up at the wrong station’.  Presumably it then stopped in shock which was the reason for our hold up.  Although a little surprising (I didn’t think trains could do that or alternatively that train drivers had a sense of humour), I can’t really comment.  

You see, the geography gene (and possibly years of geography lessons) bypassed me and my sisters.  Sister One was quite surprised to find out that Berlin wasn’t in Ireland (which, it turned out, had rather coloured her view of concentration camps in World War 2.)  Sister Two meanwhile, or possibly Sister One again, thought that Milan was in the USA.

I’m also pants with geography but tend to keep quieter about it.  Except that one time when I was meant to drive from Somerset to Kent.  And ended up in Cornwall  :o)

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Spring is Sprung

Yesterday I was told that if I had a brain I’d be dangerous.  I thought that was a little harsh coming from a lady working in a shop who I’d only met once before.  However, I did rather prove her point when I left the shop and she had to chase me down the road to hand me my shopping…

A couple of hours before that I’d actually got on my bike and done a decent ride.  It would had been better had I realised that as it was 17 degrees outside, I probably didn’t need thermal trousers, two thermal tops and full gloves.  But they do say sweating is good for you.  I think…

I made up for my stupidity today though (I know, two bike rides in two days – have you fallen off your chair?).  Today I wore my shorts.  I think it is a safe assumption that all those in Bumpkinsville who saw me probably wished that I’d stuck with the thermals.  I think I may have temporarily blinded a few sheep as the sun glinted off the pure white of them, but hopefully they will forgive me in time. 

It was a lovely ‘spring is sprung’ weekend.  These are the photos I took while out on the bike today.  I love Bumpkinsville in spring :o)

This was tonight - I didn't do an all day bike ride!

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Chick, chick, chick, chick chicken….

I have had an Easter Pogimal commission…for some Chickimals!

So for your Friday smile:

Should you want to commission some of your own Chickimals, give me a shout (they are rather smile-inducing!) :o)x

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