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How Did It Go?

The tall thing is Julia’s teak candlestick with electric candle inserted. The tall snowman with the badly fitting hat is Julia’s yew snowman. I don’t always know the woods but I recognise teak and the yew started off as a piece of tree with the distinctive bark left on. The three small ones, with non-PC tobacco products are extras that she bought at the fund-raising stall.

This is the second post of the day. It would probably help you to read the first one before starting here, though you will probably guess roughly what I’m talking about as I go through it.

By the time I had taken Julia wood turning and got home, via queues and a Radio 4 interview on the government’s view on Peter Mandelson I had already done the checking of comments an emails, but it seemed like a fair thing to do to check them again, as this was a new start. Nothing much had happened. There was a note from the Numisma6ic Society about the meeting next week, but I’m giving it a miss as it’s still not the right time of year for travel. Does that make me sound old? That, of course, reminded me that I have a talk to prepare. There was also a note from the Peterborough Military History Group – one of my articles has been mentioned in, and linked to, another local military history website.

Two views of a pencil pot she turned for me. I forget the wood. Note the sides are actually flush but the perspective is not easy to control when using a phone. It’s impressive for a morning’s work, parfticulalrly when you consider she only started just before Christmas.

I wrote the prose section for a new Haibun, which was an extra that wasn’t on the list.

So – wasted a bit of time checking emails/blog and wandered a little looking for a decent Mandelson link.

But delivered Julia to wood turning in plenty of time, did my outline for the medallion script. It surprised me how much of it I’d actually done in my head, and is looking quite good, even though it’s just an outline. I don’t think I need to do too much extra to knock it into shape.

It’s now 9.58 so things are going well. I have now written an extra blog post and  have time to write an article and do my list for this after noon, which will be starting with “finish article I started this morning . . .”

Photos are some of Julia’s wood turning, and some she bought for Christmas decorations.

Skittles and ball. Somebody made the ball for her but she made the skittles.  If you are thinking the same thing as me, you are right. However, it appears, as Julia says, that there is no law about what shape skittles should be, or that they should all be the same.

When he visits in May I’m sure the grandson will love them.

Skittles and paperchains

One of the things about working on a care farm is that there is always plenty of variety.

We now have access to a set of skittles. One of the group is a regular player in the local leagues and he’s training us up for a game at the Christmas party.

I’m not sure it’s going to be a great game. I managed a complete miss, which ended up in the raised vegetable bed that formed the back of the “alley”. We’d been warned about that by the farmer’s mum so we had to cover it up quickly!

I also managed to put several balls straight between the skittles without even making one shiver. That’s one of the differences between skittles and ten pin bowling, apart from the lack of shared shoes and heating – the spacing between pins is wider than a ball.

If I say I was about average you’ll get some idea of the standard. Fortunately we do it for fun.

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In the afternoon we turned our attention to making paper chains.

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On Saturday they will be used to decorate Santa’s trailer. I’m not really looking forward to it, as I may have mentioned before. Small children, four hours overheating in false facial hair and a bumpy trailer ride – what could possibly go wrong?

Finally, courtesy of a £5 hat from TESCO , I have an elf to help me. I’m not sure which of us has the better deal. He gets to use his own beard but at least I’m spared the humiliation of knitted comedy ears.

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