Charlotte sitting on a concrete SHEEP!
Charlotte and Molly in the tent
Sock knitting in the afternoon sun
Sadly my Grandma passed away peacefully in her sleep on Tuesday 21st November 2006. She was born Elsie Maud Archer on 5th December 1912. Today would have been her 94th Birthday. I would like to share the words I spoke at her funeral service. After a few very sleepless nights, when I lay awake trying to get my thoughts in order, I came up with the following: Grandma was like an extra Mum, only with more time to spare. She was, at times, my Teacher, my Carer, my Counsellor and my Nurse. Grandma taught me so many things, not least how to knit and crochet and how to play patience and rummy, but much to Grandma’s disgust, I never learned to enjoy a cup of tea! I remember spending many happy holidays staying with Grandma and Grandpa in Brundal, where Grandma and I would go to the library, Grandma would let me play with her button box, we would play card games, visit Grandpa at the Old peoples home where he worked, and best of all go down to the river to feed the ducks. One occasion I remember well was when I slipped over after my bath and I bit my tongue. Grandma was very calm and stemmed the flow of blood with a hanky, But what I remember most was that she never said “I told you so!” Even though I had been told over and over not to run. She did however remind me of it a number of times over the years when I rushed into things. Once Grandma and Grandpa moved to Downham things changed and I no longer went to stay for a few days, instead I visited nearly every week. Grandma and Grandpa became our babysitters if Mum and Dad went out, or if we had time off school for illness. Grandma was a rock; she wasn’t a hard person, but a solid reliable rock that I knew I could turn to from a very young age. Grandma cared about everything I did. She listened to my tales of school, college and married life. I always felt that she was proud of my achievements, no matter how small. She listened without judging. But she was not averse to offering her advice if she thought you needed it! I remember how she would complain about all the “Old” people in the queue on Thursday at the post office when she went to collect her pension! She had a great sense of humour and a very sharp wit. The stories she told of her brief stay in High Haven had us in stitches. Especially when she described using the lift without permission, or sneaking out for a sly puff! To quote from a 1980’s song about Grandmas with which we tormented her as kids; There's no one quite like Grandma And I know you will agree That she always is a friend to you And she's a friend to me There's no one quite like Grandma She's there in times of need Before it's bedtime, on her knee To us a book she'll read And one day when we're older We'll look back and say There's no one quite like Grandma She has helped us on our way Grandma will be missed by all of us, but she has left us with a lot of happy memories. |
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Middle row Cathy, Maddie, Edward, Mum, Emily, & Jamie
Front row: Joshua, Charlotte & Abigail.
Monday: Mum and I did some work in the garden. We managed to get the pelargoniums into the summer house to protect them from the frost. Then we started to dig holes in the non existant lawn to put stepping stones up the garden.
My stepdaughter arrived at lunch time with her two children.
Tuesday: Hubby left to go sailing. Lots of baby cuddling took place as the weather was not good enough to go out.
Wednesday: Went shopping in the morning and then called in at the local nursery to look at plum trees, (Charlie wants a plum tree), while we were there Charlie took part in their Halloween craft activities. Thus we came home with creepy spiders, masks and grass seed heads! Mum went home in the afternoon and Charlie and I played board games. Hubby returned early from sailing as there were storm force winds in the Solent!
Thursday: Hubby and Charlie went swimming while I set the remaining stones in the garden. Then I finished preparing the garden to sow the grass seed. Eventually got the seed sown and then had an afternoon nap!
Friday: Work, Shopping & McDonalds with Charlie!
Saturday: Physio course in Halton, Bucks.
Sunday: Emilys 17th Birthday
We were joined at home by my best friend from my school days, who also happens to be Emily's Godmother.
It was almost a relief to go back to work on Monday!
I finished a rainbow coloured cardi for Ella, but I took it down to Hastings before I remembered to take a photo. Perhaps I will get a photo of Ella wearing it before too long. Not a lot of knitting going on at the moment. I have been busy getting to grips with a new term at school, with all the associated after school clubs, taking over as assisstant Rainbow Leader and work. Next week I am going to Ally Pally for the first time. I'm looking forward to it as I will be going with a friend. Also I won £50 in our work 200 club this week so I have got some spending money to take with me. |
Just a short post to let those of you who read this blog know that I became a grandma again this morning. My Stepdaughter gave birth to ELLA at 6.14am , weighing in at 7lb 11oz. I haven't seen her yet so no photos, but we are going to visit tomorrow! It is going to be a mega day as we are going to Hastings, to visit the new baby, then Norfolk for the18th birthday party of my stepsister's daughter. Hopefully I will be home on Sunday evening with photos of both! |
Having signed up for a day in London hosted by the London Regional MS Society I decided to do something I haven't been able to do in a long time. I took my knitting with me to do on the train! I usually travel to courses by car with one of my colleagues or I go to town with one or both of my girls. Both of these situations do not allow me to get my kneedles out and start knitting. If I did this with Emily she would be soooo embarassed, and Charlie is still worried by thoughts of bombs on London trains to travel without holding my hand or sitting on my lap! It is impossible to knit one handed or with an eight year old on your lap!!! So, as I said I took my knitting. I got a few strange looks, but most people totally ignored me. That was until I got to London Bridge when a small child watched me intently all the way to Kings Cross Thameslink.As I got off I heard her ask her Mummy "what was that lady doing?" Mummy's reply was devastating........."I think she was sewing!!" Just goes to show haw bad our education system has got! As I arrived early for my day I sat with a cup of coffee in the conference room and got out my knitting. I was then approached by a lovely (elderly ish) lady who showed a great deal of interest in the baby cardi I was making. You could guess her age when she turned to a friend and said "yes it's a matinee coat like we thought". Does anyone make matinee coats any more I had a few for Emily(17) but by the time Charlie arrived they seemed very old fashioned. I will put some photos on soon as I have finished the blanket and two cardis. |
Firstly she wanted to try the surf board! Then she did a bit of swimming. |
At long last my girls are starting to enjoy needlecraft. This was Charlie's cross stitch which she made on holiday from a kit. I know they ned frames, but I had to sneak a quick picture while she was out playing.
I had to grit my teeth while she was stitching and try hard not to criticise mistakes. I forgot how hard it is to get kids to keep the stitches all going the same way!
Next I need to get her more interested in knitting!!!
She has mastered basic knitting and seldom drops stitches, but I find it hard to keep her motivated. I need to find some basic patterns for her to try. I remember my Mum encouraging me to knit something from a pattern as soon as I had learned to knit and purl.
Then Emily decided to have a go and bought a magazine in Tavistock with a cross stitch kit attached.
She has nearly completed it without any help whatsoever. It seems to appeal to her mathematical brain.
I have tried to teach her to knit,(She can do basic knit stitch) but I find that anything complicated seems to confuse her. I think its the dyslexia and dyspraxia which prevents her mastering the kneedles!
I had a great laugh today. A great friend gave me a pressie. (I do love pressies when they come out of the blue) It was a knitting book.
But not just any knitting book.
Its a book of patterns for knitting things for dogs, yes you did read it right, dogs!
I know I am totally bonkers but I think if I started knitting for Molly my Hubby would have me locked up! I am sure that there are people out there who would knit for their pet, but I am not one of them. I did have a good laugh though and after hearing something on the radio last week about the benefits of laughter, to your health, I think I must have done myself the power of good. I may make some of the things just to amuse myself!
For now though I have to get on with the baby stuff as my stepdaughter is having braxton hicks contractions already and the midwife has predicted that Ella may come a bit early.
This was my holiday knitting chair. The view from the window was spectacular. I could gaze at the sea while clicking away with the needles. The railings you can see form the edge of the balcony overlooking the garden.
The bay in the background is Thurlestone Sands in Devon.
I would have moved down to Devon tomorrow if the opportunity arose.There are only a few small things in the way. Hubby's job, My job, eldest daughter( who wouldnt move if we paid her!). Not a lot really! I think the dog and youngest daughter would have come with me. Only downside was I didn't find any knitting shops. Although to be fair we didn't spend much time in the shops as Hubby hates browsing.
At long last we have had some rain and I have come back to find my lawn has "greened" again and my plants are looking much better. No need for rain dances, thank goodness! Now I just have to finish the fence painting, bulb planting and preparing for autumn.
Two giant wasps!
In the front garden I have my miniature weeping willow. I am watering this twice weekly to keep it alive.
It was a present from a very special friend and I couldn't bear to lose it.
It should grow to 8m in height and 8m across. I have already told my daughters that it will be perfect for my grandchildren to sit under.
As you can see the grass is really suffering in this drought. Not much of it has stayed green. The back lawn is even worse as it is in the sun all day, this lawn at least stays shady till after lunch.
All I can say is LET IT RAIN SOOOOON!
If it carries on like this we may be resorting to trying rain dances on the front garden.
Does anyone know the words?