After deliberating for a long time about opening the church sanctuary for private prayer, once we had agreed, we wanted to go ahead quickly and didn’t have time to get a poster printed. I agreed to make one; I am pleased with how it turned out, and there is something very satisfying about doing something you enjoy, but for someone else!
Then again, sometimes it’s good to create things only for your own amusement. Here’s a sketch of the windmill we saw on holiday. Usually I end up sketching boring landscapes…
The last phase of making the stays was the eyelets for the lacing, for the shoulder straps and back fastening. I was pleased to find that my small hole punch went through the layers of fabric and interfacing. Stitching them was strangely therapeutic!
So, they are now done. I will have to make another chemise to go under them. Black t-shirt definitely not authentic! Although they look baggy on the dummy, they are fine on me since I am rather fuller of figure…
Our project this weekend has been emptying, cleaning and refilling the larder.
This small space stores a LOT of stuff:
Many years of dirt needed to be removed:
But it looks a lot nicer now:
Last week, a set of extra large crochet hooks arrived. The plan is to use them to make rugs, but that will have to wait while I finish off some other stuff. The bracelet I’m wearing in the picture was an old Guiding one which I adapted by using some embroidery to cover over the wording.
Meanwhile, using quite other techniques, I am preparing some resources for the children at church. Buried treasure! After making some coins, they will fold some paper to make a “box” to put them in.
Then, a field to bury the box in!
Since the lock down, District Judges have been doing sterling work keeping the Criminal Justice system going while Magistrates could not practically sit. From last week, some of us have been called back, to sit in pairs (rather than threes), and do such work as we can while everyone is keeping their distance. Some work is happening remotely, some over video link and some by phone.
It was my turn to go in yesterday. It was the first time I had to get properly dressed since March!
The court room is very clean, and everyone is being very sensible. ipads are cleaned between each use, and there’s a sort of one way system in the ladies… Hand and surface sanitisers are very much in evidence.
As we’re now ‘allowed’ to travel further for our exercise, we decided to walk around Oxleas Wood in the sunshine. This is actually a collection of woods and parks that interlink around the Shooters Hill area in South East London.
We started in Eltham Park South (the park is split in half by the main A2 Dover Road):
Rocco found a stick within seconds of getting out of the car:
We then crossed the A2 via a large overbridge and walked through Eltham Park North, which is mainly woodland. Rocco found a dirty pond of course:
We then walked through Oxleas Wood to Severndroog Castle:
Severndroog Castle was built in 1784 as a memorial to Sir William James, once the Director of the East India Company, by his wife Lady Anne James. It celebrates his most famous exploit, the capturing of the island fortress of Suvarnadurg. Severndroog Castle is 132 metres (432 feet) above sea level, gifting it with exceptional views of the London cityscape, the Thames River and the edges of London’s seven surrounding counties.
It was of course closed, so no “exceptional views” for us. Instead, we stopped for a break on the terrace, then headed back downhill a different way:
This had more meadows (you can see a small open cafe at the top of the hill):
And then back through Eltham Park:
A nice afternoon out!
After a hectic weekend, and the Yorkshire museum this afternoon, with Lucy, we are about to tuck in to supper at hers.
Arrived at Edinburgh Waverly by taxi in plenty of time for train to York.
After a brief visit to the Portrait Gallery, I got back in good time for an afternoon of dancing displays. Wonderful dancing and beautiful costumes. I was so absorbed in the spectacle, I forgot to take photos!
Today’s events rounded off with supper and social dancing, including an eightsome reel, which I haven’t done in a while…
Went into town by bus after breakfast with some of the others. Popped into the National Gallery and marvelled at The Monarch of the Glen, which I had never seen in reality.
Then by shuttle bus to the Modern Art Gallery to see an exhibition about collage. That was interesting too. Rather than go back into town to come out again, I walked back to the Guest House along the river, which was exceedingly enjoyable, if a little damp.
Now time for a shower and change before the festival itself gets underway this evening.