Better Late Than Never

I should have written this post last week but life,as per usual,

overtook me and before I knew where I was I had to 

post my Scavenger Hunt photos.

So here is my catch up on my days out from last week.

This lovely lady is Lynne from Textile Treasury,

a blog I have been following for a while and

who is doing the Norfolk Open Studios this year.

I think quite a few places do this where local artists

open their studies or houses for 2 weeks every year

for people to come and view

their work. I love going around mainly either textile

artists or potters studies.

My friend Chris and I thought we would have 

an afternoon out and pop along to say hello to Lynne..

She was every bit as nice as I thought she would be

and the 3 of us had a good old natter about life in general

before Chris and I "Ooohed and Aaahed' over Lynnes work.

It was a dreary day so the photos aren't as good as

they could be but there are some more on Lynnes blog. 

I love the real mix of fabrics on these quilts which remind me

of a Kaffe Fassett quilt book I have and who I know

Lynne is a fan off.

These I think are really fun.

It's great to meet fellow bloggers who you feel you already know

and who turn out to be someone you want to meet up with again.

We must have that coffee Lynne.

Saturday I returned to the part of the world where I spent

my childhood.

Mr T and I went to see the Rugby Union premiership final

at Twickenham Rugby ground.

We were a couple of hours earlier than we needed to be

so we walked through some of the places I remember as a child.

The park I used to go to has planted a huge swathe of 

wild flowers which looks fabulous and was a totally 

unexpected sight.

We had an ice cream walking along the Thames tow path

looking at the boats and watching the crowds. 

it was such a lovely morning I'm not surprised so many

people came out for a walk or cycle although alot

of them were rugby fans like us killing time.

I had forgotten how nice the Thames is this far up.

This is Richmond Lock which I had to walk across as a child to 

get to the swimming pool. Not sure parents would let

their children go out on their own now like they used in the 60's and 70's.

I must have been quite young as we moved to Devon 

when I was 11.

Having had a lovely walk down memory lane it was

time for the main event and watch the rugby.

World Cup next year so here's hoping we can get tickets for that.

Thank you for all your lovely comments, I love receiving them

even if I don't always reply to them.

Enjoy the rest of your week.

See you soon.

Gillx