Isn't THIS better than going to the supermarket?

Believe it or not, we go through ALL of that fruit (and very often more) in a week!

Get involved! Order from me, or why not start your own?! Say NO THANKS VERY MUCH to the supermarkets whenever you can!

http://ruralregeneration.org.uk/case.php?PHPSESSID=e4c4ddd53d00357680b914d70489131d

Facebook Free

So I'd been thinking for a while about deleting my facebook account and I've taken the plunge. Twitter is definitely the new thing.
It's the short sharp status updates I always liked rather than anything else, and Twitter strikes me as far less vain. And a lot more grown up. Sadly, facebook seems to be full of the juvenile and the ignorant. I'm sure Twitter has it's fair share, they're just a lot easier to ignore. I've met some new friends too, courtesy of Sara Soap, and found a splendid new blog that puts mine to shame. I think I'm going to enrol for a blogging master class. I would share the link but I'm mobile phone blogging this morning. I'm on a pickling drive at the moment, that's when I'm not on a yoga and doing nothing drive. It's all about food, getting out the jumpers and scarves and battoning down the hatches for winter. I love this time of year.

Amendment and Apology

I have been asked by my better half to amend my previous post about him looking at naked caravans and land rovers on line.

I retract that and apologize.

Apparently naked goats are his thing.

Radio 4 in bed - my idea of heaven. Quite sad, really, isn't it?

Finally we are again an online household. It's amazing how reliant we become on such modern commodities in such a relatively short space of time. I've never seen a teenager look so happy.

I wonder if it is totally coincidental that the 'net comes back on at the same time as the husband leaves? Maybe the Police have been monitoring his frequent visits to naked land rover sites, or the "caravans in compromising positions" he's been watching.

So the big event is done and dusted, and the pressure's off. So I celebrated by starting a new big project. Because I don't have enough going on already. Properly fitted and removable car seat covers, made, predominatly from a duvet set bought for £1 in a charity shop ages ago, because it matches my little golden shoe's interior. And because I want them to be quite protective, I've made the inner out of several layers of my good friend Pugface's bed sheets. Photos to follow, when I can be bothered to finish them. Not right now as I'm about to put mud on my teenager's head.

So I have a week (ish) sans husband. Hmmm. He has gone to a very worthy cause, and I wish I could have gone with, but there was no chance. It feels weird (but tidy, clean and free of documentaries on the nazis) when it's just the five of us, and the Labrador aint talking to us yet! SO what luxury will I afford myself while my better half is away? Overtime and Radio 4 in bed. Rock'n'roll.

Oh and before I go I must apologize to the peeps that were around my at the smashing GLC concert last night for the smell of fish. I'd like to say that it wasn't me, but it was. (at this point I'm very aware of the multi-age range that read this so am VERY aware of my overactive ability to be smutty) I read in a magazine a little while ago that a good hand treatment was to split open a couple of Omega 3 capsules and massage them into dry hands and cuticles.

Not to self - DON'T OPEN A COUPLE OF OMEGA 3 CAPSULES AND MASSAGE THEM INTO DRY CUTICLES BECAUSE A - IT DOES VERY LITTLE AND B - YOU SMELL LIKE A HARBOUR. We were all feeling quite sick by half 9, and I did wonder if my helping the INCREDIBLY drunk Newcastle girl find her boyfriend was a good idea, considering she was green when I found her ...

The End is Nigh!

Having decided that gardening is not my thing, I was quite pleased to take delivery of my onions grown down the mountain. Luckily, our goat is of no use to man nor beast, so he hasn't eaten them, or anything else really, other than goat nuts and a few thistles. Weird creature.

So this is the busy week coming up, I have the secret event happening on Friday, so, the house needs to be spick and span, and the Christmas decorations up beautifully. I asked hubby if we had to bother doing it a second time in December (seems pointless to me!) and he just told me not to be so miserable!

It's my niece's birthday next month, so I made her the cushion cover at the top. It's really pretty and I'm quite pleased with it, didn't take too long either, about six hours. That's another one to tick off the list. I did buy the pink felt, (80p) but the ribbon was scrounged, the buttons I already had in the house, and the fabric is beautiful damask cotton (formerly my bedroom curtains!), so I hope it'll stay with her for many years to come.

The Christmas cakes are done. Finally. Never underestimate a Christmas cake. Now, the box that contains all the cakes is so heavy I can't even drag it. So on tho the next thing, the edible tree decorations. Having learned many valuable lessons from making the cakes, I am now perfecting the gingerbread BEFORE embarking on the big bake. I need a perfect batch for next week's exciting event, but then the big bake will be reserved for immediately before the presents are to be given, for freshness purposes.

South Wales Argus, Wednesday 8th September 2010