We have returned to our blog. Shaken the dust covers from the posts and pictures and looked around. It’s been three months since we last visited but it has not been abandoned, it was just put into storage until life got a little more ordered.
So what has been happening you ask? We feel we should write one of those letters you receive from distant relatives at Christmas. A resume of life with all the tricky bits missing and the positives embellished. But without exaggeration so much has been achieved. Every entry on the double column to-do lists has been crossed out and we are seeing real progress. The open studio for Brighton Festival was a huge success. It was lovely to see people and chat over a cuppa. It was great to dress as Edwardian shopkeepers each weekend and by the end of the festival we knew the words to the music hall songs and the lyrics to ‘We all love Captain Ginger’ are burnt into our memory.
The garden is looking beautiful and soon we have a wooden workshop built at the end which will complete the work out there for this year.
We have fallen in love with salvage yards and have an amazing high Victorian bedroom fireplace which looks like it comes from a picture of Alice Through The Looking Glass. Soon it will be sandblasted and polished with graphite. In the hall we have hung an old glazed Victorian porch door with shiny black ceramic and brass knobs.
The seagulls still chatter and squawk overhead and the sea is still twinkling in the moonlight at the end of the road.
Lots of interesting things to chat about and we will be starting to blog again from….well from now!
The beautiful lady is my grandmother, sitting on the beach with her parasol in a time when ladies just didn’t get tanned and seaside holidays were a more gentile affair.