One row at a time

It requires a different strategy. Gone is the idea of building the frame and filling in the middle. The edge is black, all the way round, with the barest of subtle variations. Only one side can be built with any confidence. This jigsaw was intended as a treat once the last uni assignment had beenContinue reading “One row at a time”

A useful distraction?

Where does nostalgia fit when there are so many things clamouring for our attention? Knowing and understanding history has its benefits, but at what point do the costs (time, resources, opportunities) outweigh the benefits, particularly when talking about the personal (as distinct from the institutional) collection, maintenance and presentation of family history? The washing upContinue reading “A useful distraction?”

The Details

It’s an unusual state I find myself in – needing to re-read a book just finished. It feels like a book I could learn from because it’s a book about reading and about writers who read. As I flick through the pages, assessing – remembering – each chapter, I pick a random paragraph. Read it.Continue reading “The Details”

More red please

We all need a bit of inspiration every day. I’d run out of jigsaws. There were still some old ones, but they didn’t inspire. Even so, I did try. It was very yellow, and I’d barely started before I abandoned it. So, on a rare shopping trip, when a heavily laddened table of cut-price jigsawsContinue reading “More red please”

Mum’s Evening Purse

Shopping might be so appealing because the alternative takes so much effort. When we make something for ourselves, we invest ourselves in the result, and then often confront disappointment if it seems less-than-professional. Shopping brings an instant hit and, hopefully, a satisfactorily assembled item. Once upon a time, making was a necessary function of theContinue reading “Mum’s Evening Purse”