Wednesday, 28 January 2015

On His Walls

It was May last year when I posted about The Boy Child's newly decorated bedroom.
And I'm afraid to admit that those framed photos have been waiting to hang on the wall ever since.
But, today, today I had a plan.
Some washi tape.
A willing husband.
A little direction from me.
Job done.

Tuesday, 27 January 2015

The History Project

It's a new year.
It's time for an online class.
Something to get the creative juices flowing.
But not one that necessarily ends with an album of themed layouts.
Enter The History Project from Kerri Bradford.
A class just for me and just about me.
Scrapbooking and family history.
I know.
One spiral bound hardback notebook, a pen and I'm set.
  With a little embellishment, naturally. 
Class doesn't begin until 9th February,
 but I have already begun to carry a notebook around with me
 so that I can write the memories down as I'm remembering them.
And not forget them again by the time I've got home.

 All too often I've said or heard others say,
 "I wish I knew more about their lives.  I wish I knew the story behind these photos."
This class is going to hopefully redress that imbalance.
Every single detail of my first 20 years won't be in this notebook, 
but there will be snippets, some detailed, of my life then.
Written in my own hand.
Ready for future generations...
(Hard to type that last line without laughing.)

You can find out more about The History Project 2015 here

Monday, 26 January 2015

Me on Monday

It's been a:
brainstorming memories for a new class, 
swimming 30 lengths in a warmer pool than of late,
 grocery shopping,
still thinking about a new bathroom,
tackling the ironing mountain,
journal decorating, 
stamping upside down,
and homework supervising 
kind of Monday.
This post is adapted from Sian's Me on Monday theme,
 which you can find on the

Sunday, 25 January 2015

Sunday Snapshot | 5.45pm

The table laid for supper.
Homework waiting to be checked.
School shoes waiting to be cleaned.
An overly full ironing basket.
The weekend papers thrown on the end of the kitchen counter.
The Boy Child doing his thing.
What sort of things make up a Sunday Snapshot for you?

Saturday, 24 January 2015

Me, Museums and Mel

"I'm coming to London to see an exhibition at the Science Museum,"she said. 
"Want to join me?"
Um, that would be a yes.
 A photography exhibition, what else?
 An early portable camera ... a mere 12 lbs in weight!
A look at Make Life Worth Living; an exhibition that packs a punch. 
Across the road to the V&A for lunch in their gorgeous cafe.

 And a gift.
Before the ubiquitous selfie.
Taken with a selfie stick, of all things.
And then I had to leave to meet my boys.
A really great day with a really great lady.
Hope she gets to visit another London exhibition very soon.
(Don't forget to stop by I Speak Melsh ...)

Friday, 23 January 2015

The Joy of Three

We are friends with a couple who have three girls.
Their approach to parenting is the most-laid back I've ever encountered.
Their youngest daughter has additional needs.
She is one of my favourite people in the whole world.
And today she turns three.  
We were invited for cake.


Tonight, both her mummy and I heard her say The Boy Child's name.
For the first time.
We're so blessed to have this family in our lives.

Thursday, 22 January 2015

Things He Says | The School Edit

Child A: "You look tired, ma'am."
(They're formal when addressing teachers at The Boy Child's school.)
Teacher: "I am rather."
The Boy Child: "Yes.  You look miserable."
(We need to work on that directness.)

~ as reported by the class teacher.
~ 21 January, 2015

Wednesday, 21 January 2015

Right Now ...

I'm looking at dates for our summer holiday.
I'm booking accommodation for two family weddings later this year.
I'm anticipating a new arrival (or two).
I'm thinking about the pros and cons of a new bathroom.
I'm wearing thermal socks and my new UGG slippers.
I'm trying to give to others.
I'm giving up.
I'm reading Unbroken and finding it a riveting read.
I'm introducing The Boy Child to the sounds of Michael Jackson.
I'm filling up our weekends with good stuff (to counterbalance all that homework). 
I'm counting the days until we receive news about the outcome of this year's Annual Review.
I'm looking forward to visitors at half-term.
I'm trying to fit more scrapbooking into my days.
I'm watching (or about to) Wolf Hall, Broadchurch and The Good Wife.

What are you thinking about, feeling, hoping for, struggling with,
watching, listening to, celebrating right now?

Tuesday, 20 January 2015

Wounded: The Legacy of War

I met my he's-more-like-my-brother friend in town earlier today.
We went to Somerset House to see the photography exhibition Wounded: The Legacy of War.
The exhibition's photographer is Bryan Adams.
And in a six-degrees-of-separation kind of way, 
one of the wounded he photographed
is the husband of my cousin's best friend. 
There's no denying the images are hard-hitting and upsetting to the viewer.
Personal biogs accompany each photo.
There's no denying that these guys (and girls) show courage
 and resolve in living with their life-changing injuries.
The kind of courage and resolve that saw many of them
 compete in the inaugural Invictus Games last September.  
They are the masters of their fate.
They are the captains of their souls.
They are Invictus.

The exhibition is on at Somerset House, London until 25 January.
Entrance is free.
See it if you can.  

Monday, 19 January 2015

Me on Monday

It's been a:
woolly hat wearing,
(photo taken yesterday)
recycling the Christmas cards,
swimming 30 lengths in a chilly pool,
buying an old favourite for a birthday present,
enjoying elevenses,
enjoying the blue sky glimpsed through my office window,
and pondering what to do with my space
kind of Monday.
And it's still only lunchtime.

This post is adapted from Sian's Me on Monday theme,
 which you can find on the