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“A moment spent in wonder is worth a lifetime spent in awe.”

 

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  • Merlinda Little The riddles game reminds me of that Tom Hanks film called Da Vinci Code! Its so awesome and sadly I am not very good with... 25 Feb
  • Louisa Your code wheels sound like great fun. My daughter is also fond of riddles and is always testing me with them. I enjoy the thought... 24 Feb
  • Craft Mother Absolutely. It ticks so many boxes but, most importantly, captures their imagination and creativity. Hope your son enjoys it in the future. 24 Feb
  • Craft Mother Never easy, but worth the effort. I need to keep reminding myself. 24 Feb
  • Christy I love the idea of riddle solving and hidden messages. Creative and gets them thinking! I'll definitely be using this when my son is older.... 24 Feb
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The Snow Child and knitting

It is blowing a hooley today. Perfect excuse to hunker down and knit, while the wind howls outside. Inbetween work, of course. Weather like this causes the internet to go up and down. The chance to take a break, pops up that little bit more often. Silver lining, heh?

I’ve rescued our recycling bin three times already this morning. The wind seems to ignore all the neighbours’ bins and selects ours for early release down the lane. Fly, be free. Splitting it from its contents to maximize the chaos. Not much hope of recycling being collected. Our lane is closed to all traffic. Ever the optimist, I’ve recaptured the bin plus wayward contents, and weighed it down with rocks. Fingers crossed that the determined recycling people will vault the barricade and collect. We’re only a couple of yards passed it. I’d hate it if they went to all that trouble only to find I’d taken the bin in.

Book
I finished my book last night. Loved it. The Snow Child is so well written that it’s a delight to read. Continue reading

No-one told me I couldn’t. So I did.

I’m a believer in reading a book and then seeing the film. Or not. Let’s be honest. Some stories are best left as books, with the images swimming around your mind for weeks, months, years later. Savouring it. Watching the film version would never live up to your imagined images. The story is best left between the book cover.

I’ve been looking forward to reading and seeing Hidden Figures, after being introduced to it by fellow Yarn-Alongers reviews (thank you). I bought the book and intended to read it before our trip to the cinema. Needless to say, I conformed to my norm, and ran out of time. Like I didn’t see that coming! Continue reading

The Playground Mafia: a book review

The Playground Mafia book reviewI have been standing in our school playground for over nine years. Not continuously. Obviously. Although there are times when it feels like it. No.  Just at the start and end of each school day.

At first it was great. I will talk to anyone, pretty much. I met the other parents, caught up with friends and talked to older parents who knew what was going on. A complete godsend to any new school parent.

As the years have elapsed, my enthusiasm has decidedly waned.

walking home

Don’t get me wrong, I still love picking up my children and catching up with their day. The difference is that most of my friends have either gone back to work or their children walk home by themselves. So no playground catch-up time. Plus, I’m now the older parent who knows what is going on. Well, most of the time. Novelty has gone. I should have left at the same time as my Eldest packed up and whizzed off to secondary school. Except, at that point, I had two more children and another five years to go. (Two and half years now left …and counting)

Secondary school is a contrast. For a while it made me appreciate the end-of-day primary school ritual. There is no standing in the playground waiting for a 13 year old to swan out of class cemented to her gaggle of giggling friends, where everyone seems to tower over you, except the teachers. Continue reading

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