I was invited to a birthday party for John Maher, a first cousin of my late mother. John turned 88 last week, and his family threw him a par...

During the week I went to Eltham and visited Susie and her family. the old Midland Hotel, oposite the railway station   I left Castlem...

Van Gogh A query from a grand-daughter prompted me to revisit a family legend - that one of our ancestors was a gypsy. I've alwa...

I've been thinking that this blog is probably not the most appropriate place to show off my textile creations. It's supposed to be a...

I've been making jam - the fig tree has been loaded (the birds have been having a fine  time) and the quinces are ripening too.  I of...

I promised to show you what I've been making lately, so here goes... I've been making brooches, quite a lot of brooches actuall...

Keats wrote a lovely "Ode to Autumn" celebrating this most glorious of seasons, when the mornings are crisp, and the leaves glow l...