Where's Spring?

Now that The Wedding Album is finished I can start to get up to date with this years photos. Spent Sunday doing Steph's 30th Birthday page and a Spring page...remember blossoms?

I also finished preparing the numbered pages for my album for this year's "Journal Your Christmas" with Shimelle.

Check out www.shimelle.com if you are interested. I did my first JYC album with Shimelle last year and loved it. On reading through it last week I saw that on 1st Dec last year I took a photo of snow in our backyard in Scotland. Mmmm... will it snow tomorrow? Doubt it but maybe for Christmas? And shortly after that it'll be Spring again.

Picture Purfect

More things that make me Smile.

This is Millie, one of my daughter's cats, visiting from London but making herself very much at home amongst my craft stuff.


Some things make me smile

This photo for example, taken a couple of weeks ago on holiday in Spain. Bit different to the grey wet days of now.

Countdown to Launch

12 days until I launch my new project.
Our Family - Our Story
It's exciting and scary at the same time.

I'm holding an afternoon tea & coffee followed by a presentation to inspire and help people write the stories about their families so they are captured for future generations as journals, photo albums or in electronic form. It's in Milton Keynes on 21 November from 2 to 4pm. If you want to come post a comment below and I'll email you the details.

The idea of the project came when I visited Bletchley Park and saw an ambulance just like the one my grandmother drove in London during World War II.

I loved my grandmother. She was my ‘special relative’ while I was growing up but I realized I have very little documented about her. I know her date of birth and death, and where she lived. There are a few family photos over the years with the odd caption but not much else. I just remember her now as a lovely, frail old lady who died when she was 94. Obviously she must have been very brave and strong when she was younger, to drive an ambulance during the bombings.

It is such a pity I never found the time to sit with her and write down all her stories while she was alive.

What's in a Name?

Last week we changed our gas supplier and I had to phone the gas board. When I gave them the address of the property it wasn't on their records. The man asked if the house had a name. None that I was aware of so I gave him the gas meter number. Yes he had found it but under the house name. There was a bit of a pause......

The house is called "The Shambles". Oh I laughed, thanked the man and told him he had made my day!