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..... We craft
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Three children *** Two dogs *** Two parents *** Country loving *** Cottage dwelling in the South-West of the UK. That's us!

We've been blogging since January 2010.

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Eldest: 13 yo daughter

Middle: 11 yo daughter

Youngest: 9 yo son

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9 year old son

11 year old daughter

13 year old daughter

Reading together

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Time to smile

"God has an inordinate fondness for stars and beetles."

- J B S Haldane

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Not about a deckchair

deckchair in the orchard

“It can go. It’s too broken.”

“Are you sure?”

We have a lot of conversations like this one. Mr TTC and me. After being together 23 years, we have amassed stuff, and the thing about stuff is that eventually it wears-out/breaks/is-no-longer-fit-for-purpose. It stops being stuff. It starts being a disposal issue.

This week, it was the turn of our last deckchair.

deckchair by the shed

In all fairness, this chair has done well.

It first became our stuff on our wedding day. 18 years ago.

When we married, we decided that the wreck of a house we were doing up, needed a new roof more than we needed a fancy day. Mostly on the principle that, it might be better to have a water tight house to spend the rest of our lives together, than the memories of one spectacular day.

So we bought a roof, and went on to thoroughly enjoy a simple wedding reception in the back garden, on the big day. It was a wise decision.

renovating cottage roof(Look at that roof line! There were saucepans and buckets in the roof overflowing with rain water, positioned under the many holes)

Problem was we had more wedding guests than chairs, so the call went out for guests to bring a chair. What can I say? Roofs are not cheap.

My sister arrived bearing three deck chairs. They weren’t new and, as she took in the state of the property, she told us to hang on to the chairs.

So we did. At least now we had somewhere to sit in the garden and ponder the wisdom of buying such a full on renovation job of a house.

deckchair in the kitchen garden

Gradually, over the intermediate years, the deckchairs slowly aged. Two fell to pieces and the frames went into the fire wood pile.

This week, it was the last chair’s turn. Except this time, my husband chose to see it as a challenge. Maybe it represented something different to him this time. Maybe he saw my expression as I contemplated that this year I wouldn’t be sitting in the orchard sipping Pimms, reading a book and ignoring the children enjoying five minutes peace and quiet. Who knows, but he decided to save it.

He fixed up the frame and treated the wood. He is clever at mending things. I was tasked with sourcing fabric. Fixing the fabric to the frame took a few minutes. Only task left to do, was to test it out. There were more than enough willing volunteers, as you can probably imagine.

deckchair testing

So the last deckchair remains in our stuff. I’m happy. I can continue to re-enact the front cover of a Country Living magazine. Just need the sun to come out again and I’ll disappear off to the orchard. Anyone going to join me? Please bring the Pimms, if you would. Look in the fridge. Second shelf down. Already made up in a jug. Perfect.

See. Told you it wasn’t about the deckchair.

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Instagram recap

garden twine granny square bunting(garden twine crochet granny square)

I seem to be posting more up on Instagram recently and less in this space. It’s faster and easier to post a photo up there than to sit down and write a blog post. I take a photo using my phone and within a few minutes, its up on my Instagram feed.

I like the interaction that goes hand in hand with Instagram. People like and comment more readily. Take the granny square I crocheted (above). I was inspired by another Instagrammer’s photo and have been on the look out for coloured garden twine ever since. Advice given on hook size. It’s faster.

lavender farm

(lavender farm)

Which brings me to this space. I’ve been ruminating about it. It’s the school holidays, which means balancing work with children. They are older. They want more adventures. Something has to give and I think it will have to be this space.

In the back of my mind, this blog may have run its natural course. I’ll see how it goes. I may pop back every so often over the holidays. Maybe one photo. A postcard. Maybe a recap of photos from Instagram. Just like this post. Recapping my week.

Garden

SunflowersThe sunflowers are out. These two insist on propping each other up.

poppyThe poppy I bought from a trip to the National Trust’s Montacute House finally opened its petals. Most of the flowers were badly effected by a heavy down pour. This one was sheltering under a nearby rosemary and survived. I love the petit four iced centre.

agapanthusThis is the first year I’ve managed  flowering agapanthus. I am very pleased. I think the milder winter helped rather than me doing anything different.

sweetcorn growingThe sweetcorn are doing well. The pumpkins are winding their way between the sweetcorn stalks. The peas and beans are to one side. A nod in the direction of the North American three sister tradition.

toad after darkThe bats are still with us. I suspect tree felling in the woods behind us, has meant that they have chosen to return to us for safety. We counted 150 flying out of our roof one night.

The usual invasion of tiny toads was less grand this year. Maybe interrupted by the nearby forestry activity. We still have lots of big toads. At night, I need a torch to avoid treading on them in the garden.

Kitchen

breakfast(Saturday morning pancake and fruit breakfast)

We are starting to bring food in from the garden. I’ve made lots of blackcurrant coulis. The peas are being eaten before they can make it through the kitchen door. Broad beans have been harvested. Some eaten, some in the freezer.

rhubarb and orange cake(rhubarb and orange cake)

We’ve started ordering a weekly fruit and veg box again. It is stretching my culinary talent, as all sorts of vegetables are included that I’d probably avoid. Yes, I’m looking at you, kale and aubergine. The ones that bring out the fussy eaters in the household. I’ve branched out and tried a few new recipes from the Allotment Kitchen book. So far, I’ve made Courgette and Feta Cheddar cheese fritters (which were popular even with the people who don’t like courgettes), rhubarb and orange cake (yum) and cooked kale and spinach in a slightly different way (everyone ate it).

I have a few more recipes from the book earmarked.

Craft

Peach Rose crochet square

(peach rose chochet square)

I’ve been sewing, but not quite ready to share yet. I’ve also been experimenting with different patterns in crochet. Takes more concentration than a simple granny square or daisy.

clay green man kids craftWe went to Priddy Folk festival and were inspired by the green man faces for sale. Using air drying clay, we made our own versions. This one is mine. I was struck by how mine had greek/roman influences while my daughter’s was undoubtedly a Somerset version. You’ll see what I mean, once I finally post it up.

That’s it for this time. Hope you are all enjoying your summer or winter.

 

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Taking the train to Weymouth

Looking back at Weymouth sea front

Have you noticed, in the last few years, parenting advice seems to be punctuated with lists? Lists telling you that children need to climb a tree by eleven or sew on a button before seven. Lists and lists of things that should be done by a certain age.

Glancing through, you can either feel inadequate or quietly virtuous as you shine your halo. Most of it’s common sense. Others are quite fun and remind you of your own childhood.

Firsts can be fun.

on castle cary railway stationLast weekend, we went on a train. The children have been on steam engines and underground trains, but never a train. This was a first for them.

We headed down to Castle Cary. It’s a picturesque, country station. Usually seen on News coverage with hoards of Glastonbury festival goers waiting for trains to turn up. As we were a week later, we pretty much had the station to ourselves.

We took the train to Weymouth. The children loved the journey, which included a few tunnels.

weymouth terrace and buntingsWe chose the right day to go to Weymouth. The weather could not have been better. Lots of people had the same idea, but it didn’t spoil the trip. All the classic attractions were there: the donkeys, Punch and Judy, beach volley ball, classic beach rides, pedalos and more.

fishing boat at WeymouthThere was plenty to see too.

pelican of london at weymouthNext time, I would be tempted to book a cruise.

remote control model speed boats racing at WeymouthWe found remote control model speed boats being raced. It’s quite brutal. Boats would take out other boats, if they could. A rescue boat picked up the model boats that are immobilized.

looking over weymouth bayWe did have some time sitting on the sand, making sand caves and watching dogs swimming out to retrieve their toys. The water was so clear, we could spot fish and crabs.

Weymouth beach

We’ll be back. Next time with swimming costumes and towels. More than likely by train, as it was a fun way to get there.

 

Country Kids from Coombe Mill Family Farm Holidays Cornwall

 

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