It now seems that all of my old posts from the Wordpress site have vanished completely but the writings seem to have gone over to Blogger but not the pictures. I fretted for about ten minutes over this and thought oh how dreadful, but then I thought it really doesn't matter as I have all of the blog pictures over on Flickr so shut-up going on about it Emma. I may re-do some of these posts as 'one from the vaults' types of things in the future but I don't know yet.
I recently celebrated my 32nd birthday and I had planned my birthday week to be one of tidying up and preparation as I had got two tickets for the Ideal Home Show in Manchester. This was most exciting as Laurence Llewellyn Bowen was going to be there and George Clarke and I wanted to tell them it was my birthday and get presents and some housewares like a free vase or rug. By the time I arrived Laurence and George had gone home for their tea.
After getting used to this news I bought some lovely soaps, a pork and stuffing bap which I then realised I couldn't eat because of my braces, a very posh handmade notebook, collected three goody bags all for me and had a piece of gourmet sausage.
After all of this excitement I walked over to the Trafford Centre, went on the carousel, saw some singing teddies, I bought a bag with bananas on and then went for a very big tea of chicken, shrimps, burgers, mozzarella sticks, spicy sauces, strawberry daiquiris and blueberry mojitos. 32 was a good birthday.
In the past few weeks I have received letters from Korina and Kate.
I made some Lady Di post for Lori.
I sent one of my late sister Alison's zines off to the Salford Zine Library to be part of their collection. I am going to make a very special effort to visit them during the summer.
I sent a reply out to Kate. I used some old 45 record sleeves as envelopes. It was my first time using them so hopefully I will get better at putting them together.
Out to Kate at Pop Boutique in Leeds.
Out to Korina. I think confetti is my thing of the week.
and another record cover envelope and letter to Ingrid.