Tuesday, 24 April 2012

In which Mr Golightly goes back to work...

And I put the sofa bed back, washed the sheets and pillow cases, and attempted to return the house to some semblance of 'tidy'.  Hah.  What a joke.  I'm sure I've alluded previously, Gentle Readers, that Mr Golightly is a hoarder.  Bank statements from the 1980's, essays from the '70's, school prizes from the '60's.... our house is not quite bursting at the seams with stuff, but the rooms where the stuff goes are looking a little full.  I've determined that I can get rid of a lot of it by taking it to work, loading it into the photocopier and scanning it, so that it appears in my inbox as a .PDF file, which means I can recycle the paper.  After all, who is ever going to look at those Bank Statements again?   Not Mr G, he just wants to have them.

Anyway, our dining table (which, I must confess, is rarely used for dining) is still completely covered with trip stuff.  Three hats, my raincoat, a bag full of ephemera, which we always keep, god knows why, various presents for people, not yet handed over... you get the picture.  And if you don't:

Yes, suitcases, a chair seat, a bag full of sheets, umpteen key rings... What else?  Oh yes, Mr Golightly chose to visit his office of employment today.  If I'd somebody fiddling down where he had somebody fiddling, I'd be staying at home as long as I could, waiting for the pain & swelling to go away completely.  Some interesting effects - the crackle of bubbles of gas under his skin, where they inflated his abdomen to they could get in to fix the problem...  

And I took a photo of the rain previously mentioned:

I'm not sure if you can see, Gentle Readers, the corner where the water is flowing down like a waterfall... our walls are not normally black, they're sort of a sandy yellow colour - but we've had so much rain they've gone black.  Time for the Karcher, I think.

And in other, crafty, news, I'm still working on the three-dimensional Bilby - it's testing my brain, not being a natural three-dimensional thinker, but I think I've got it now:

Not that you can tell from this that she's three-dimensional, but trust me.  Once I've got the hump out of her back, the legs a bit longer & the neck sorted, she'll look fabby.  Isn't it typical that I made the prototype out of my favourite fabrics?  I guess this means I have to keep her!

And so, with that, it's time for me to stop messing around with this box and go & do some sewing.  Ciao!

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