Yesterday the counsellor I’m seeing tore all of my “lalalalalalala… it’s not happening” defences into pieces. Consequently, all I really want to blog is “my baby boy is dead, my baby boy is dead.” I’m in pieces. However, that isn’t going to help, I think, so I’m going to blog something else instead.
I’ve fallen in love with the art by Paul Corfield; and having (ARGH!) not bought two cheap prints by him that I saw in a shop in Newark last week, I’m now really wishing I had.
Here’s a view from my childhood- the North Sea at Skegness; sea views with added oil rig. (And now, for your delectation, WIND FARMS!!!!) Max took me to Skegness, home of holidays and weekends of my smallest years. I needed to reclaim something of my childhood for myself and it was good to go.
She also designed a board game. It has matching sets, pieces that mean other people can’t complete sets, money to buy them from other players, bluff pieces and miss a go pieces. She drew it, thought out the rules and taught it to me all on her own.
We added “The Scream in a Grape” to our previous “The Scream in a Yorkshire Pudding” photo collection.
Oh, also need to link to these lovely bracelets made by gorgeous June. There is a giveaway going, so go and like her on Facebook.