Cruising along the coast of Norway we had a total of seven craft classes. One very popular class is using our Textile Inspiration Packs. We make these packs up using a variety of textiles, colours and buttons and bows. The idea is that during the class the ladies( it’s usually women) choose a pack and let the fabrics inspire what they make. We guide, suggest and help the ladies with what they make. In one case we actually made it!
The ladies enjoy this project and often make a rosette or flower brooch.
One day I went on an excursion to The Troll Mountains. The scenery was awesome. This picture of the mountains is jaw dropping. This is where adventurers BASE jump from the top! Now a banned sport following many accidents. Apparently (mad) some still attempt the BASE jump in secret. I won’t be joining them, it’s one ” thrill” that I shall forgo.
Because we were in Norway the home of Trolls I was on high alert to see a real Troll. They are notoriously shy, mischievous and cheeky. But guess what! I found one willing to pose for a photograph!
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I suspected that there might be a problem when I threw out
all most of my clothes! Now I’ve nothing to wear! Surprise! I reckon it’s a reaction to loosing Mum, well I have to blame someone. I needed to cheer myself up so I’ve booked a party for my birthday in a few weeks. I just wanted a happy party! Now I haven’t anything to wear so I’ve temporarily cheered myself up with a new hair cut, manicure and new lipstick. Oh and I’ve booked a holiday next week with a friend. I’ve still nothing to wear so next week may or indeed will, include a large dose of retail therapy. Sounds like good therapy to me!
I forgot to mention that I have also joined a gym, I love swimming. I’ve bought a new Fit bit and I’m going to the Arctic Circle in January. How mad is that? Life is an adventure.
Remember “Adventure before Dementure”
Here’s Henry Worsley – @shackletonsolo – as I’ll always remember him: stoic, humble, kind-hearted, my friend and someone I looked up more than I ever had the chance to let him know. This is a tribute and photograph by Ben Saunders on Facebook.
He showed me this cushion a few years ago and his eyes lit up as he told me the story. It had been given to him by an inmate at Wandsworth Prison, where Henry volunteered to teach needlework. He was a serving officer in the Special Air Service at the time, and told me that learning to sew had helped calm his nerves when he first spent time in a war zone, and that he loved teaching it now, decades after his first deployment.
Henry was a hard man of the rarest kind. There’s a superficial toughness a lot of men like to portray – all strut and swagger and aggression; men holding ugly masks up to conceal their fear. And then there’s the serene equanimity that radiated from Henry: a steadfast, resolute solidity that came from not from fear but from love, from a positive human spirt, and from a heart that shone.
Henry usually signed off his messages with a single word.
Today I read the tribute above, to Henry Worsley, adventurer, soldier and all round REAL man. This man SEWED. From now on I will carry out my craft classes with that little bit more pride and determination.
He had raised over £100,000 to help injured service men and women. His latest adventure was an attempt to complete Sir Ernest Shackleton’s unfinished journey to the South Pole, solo. Sadly he failed just 30 miles from his target.
THIS MAN SEWED,
RIP Henry Worsley
Now I know that I said we had put Damnvan away for the winter but the weather was such a good forecast! The Lake District beckoned! We had a window of opportunity! We needed to get away!! So we took Damnvan out of her early hibernation and drove into the sunset. Well, not exactly but you get the gist.
This is the view of Derwentwater from our van last evening, making life worthwhile.
Staying close to us is this delightful van. I want one of these!
Sensible son suggested that we just sell up, buy a “Bad Boy” and travel the World. Now that’s a thought for the day……..
We have finally put Damnvan to bed after spending seventy nights away this Summer. It has been so good.
We visited Devon and Cornwall
There was a trip to Scaborough Sea Life centre with Gorgeous Grand daughter
There was a break with Darling Daughter and Grandson to the Isle of Anglesey
We walked up mountains
And along coasts
We flew kites and paddled in the sea. There was the Lovely Lake District, interesting Buxton and fabulous Yarndale. All in all a great summer. As the nights get longer and the days colder we tuck Damnvan up for the Winter and make plans for next year. Let’s hope that we can beat the seventy night record!
Gorgeous Grand daughter and I stayed near Scarborough this week. We had an adventure that included a trip to Scarborough Sea Life Centre. The adventure started with the descision to go on thurchins,Jelly fish,e bus. We eventually found the bus stop and enjoyed the ride into Scarborough. When we arrived we were told that we needed another bus, which was OK when we eventually found the correct bus stop. Later in the day and another bus back into Scarborough when, pot the expense, we got a taxi back to the campsite!
The Sea Life Centre was a good afternoon out despite the fact that I can’t stand ( to the point of it nearly being a phobia) fish and sea creatures. There were fascinating sea creatures, urchins, turtles and sharks. There had been an obvious attempt to recreate the undersea world in huge tanks, tubes and glass tunnels.
Despite fish having no “memory” and Jelly fish no hearts or brain, I couldn’t help feeling it was all a bit sad for the creatures and that they should be left in their natural habitat. OK if research or conservation or education are the buzz words surrounding the breeding programmes for these creatures but some of the inmates would be better left in the oceans. I felt this quite strongly when we watched the Penguins being fed.
I understand that I am VERY fortunate to have seen many of these creatures in the wild. I totally appreciate the fact that I have seen penguins in The Falklands and swam with Turtles on the Barrier reef, and not everyone is that lucky
Whilst this picture cannot be considered flattering, it makes me think of how a fish with a brain might feel in the Aquarium! Bring on Fish Freedom!!
A Classic Seaside View of St Ives
We travelled down the Cornish Coast to Hayle, near to St Ives. There are HUGE sand dunes between us and the sea, but it is a lovely location. I decided to catch the bus to St Ives. I walked over a mile to the bus stop and all was well. St Ives was busy and pretty. I searched every charity shop (and there were lots) but couldn’t buy many treasures due to a space restriction in Damnvan. I found the bus stop and got onto the correct bus. Explained where I needed to get off But the Driver forgot to tell me where the stop was and stopped in a village I know not where!
Working on the principle that there would be other buses if all else failed I hopped off. Totally lost! I asked a busy lady the way to our camp site and she looked amazed that I intended to walk! She very kindly offered to take me back to the van where I arrived early for my dinner. Life is an adventure. Don’t forget “Adventure before dementia!” not so sure about the dementia!!
Everywhere in St Ives there were Cornish Pasty shops. I began to think that the people of St Ives eat nothing but Cornish Pasties!
WHAT IS A GENUINE CORNISH PASTY?
The mandatory filling ingredients for Cornish pasties are:
– sliced or diced potato
– swede (often referred to as turnip)
– diced or minced beef
– seasoning to taste, primarily salt and pepper.
No meats other than beef, and no vegetables other than those listed in the mandatory ingredients are to be used in the filling. The meat content must not be less than 12.5% of the whole pasty and vegetable content must not be less than 25%
The listed mandatory filling ingredients must be uncooked at the time of sealing the product.
The above information came from http://www.cornishpastyassociation.co.uk
It was soooo cold this morning here in Keswick, Cumbria! Just look at our view when we opened the curtains on Damnvan1. How stunning is that? Enough to gladden even the coldest morning heart.
When we stopped admiring the view Hubs and I walked down the hill into Keswick. Well, I say walked down the hill but as usually Hubs thought it a good idea to short cut along a path. This turned out to be a long cut, through woodland, up a hill and climbing over fallen trees. Anyhow Benji dog enjoyed it. We did make it to Keswick (eventually) and I managed some essential food shopping.
You do think when you walk don’t you? I solve many problems whilst trolling along with Benji dog and or Hubs! Today I decided that my social media skills are rubbish! I decided to buy Mollie Makes Social Media publication. I like Mollie Makes as its young and vibrant with trendy ideas. It can be pretty light weight on the projects but is quite inspirational. I will update you when the book arrives but hopefully you will see an improvement in my social skills.