I woke up this morning feeling a little melancholy. Today would have been my husbands 53rd birthday. Happy birthday Steve, wherever you are.
On a lighter note. I have finished a really lovely book bag using some lovely Union Jack style fabric. It will shortly be off to Southampton University with its new owner. My sadness is that I don't think that I can get any more of that fabric.
I have been relegated to my room as my son Ryan has taken over the lounge with his friends for a session of XBox and C.O.D play. Who said they get better when they get older? Not in my house they don't!
I suppose I could start another bag...
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