Tuesday, 12 July 2011

Things I am not going to bore you with

I am not going to tell you about how my drive home yesterday, which should have taken 2 1/2 hours, took 5. 5 hours.

I am not going to tell you how much I hate the ^^&*^*$%$ A14 even though I hate it so much I would rather have dinner with Rupert Murdoch than go on it ever again. Even if the dinner was at one of those places where you have to eat sushi off someone’s naked body. And the naked body was Rupert Murdoch’s. No actually perhaps I don’t hate it quite that much. I nearly do, though.

I am not going to tell you about how, having triumphantly done an epic drive that took in most of Fenland, my Punto this morning gave up the ghost and the exhaust pipe dropped off and the oil filter just, like, exploded.

I am just going to be thankful that the exhaust pipe did not drop off while I was circling the outskirts of Ely which might have meant I never got home at all and had to start a new life in Chatteris, which I think might have been a challenge,

And I am going to show you some photos of Stuff I have just listed in my etsy shop because I think they are pretty. And then I am going to go and feed the huge birds who have become dependent on my nuts, and sit and stare into space. Then I might do a bit of crocheting. Probably will, actually.
Lavender bags. Small but very fragrant

I thought this was a cool photograph. Sadly this is not my chair. Also it is not my wall. So it may be difficult to repeat. Do you know what's just out of shot? An eager Husky

Please note use of space and shadow. Thank you, you may now go about your business
Wishing you all better transport luck. I’m never leaving Cambridge again, so that’s the end of my problems. Perhaps I may buy a horse and cart? I see no problem with keeping a horse in a small suburban garden with inadequate fencing, and I am confident it is not prohibited by any bylaws. I shall feed him carrots from the veg box and Polos.

*PS, breaking news! In my last post I was a bit worried that a box of left-handed gloves only might be difficult to sell, but apparently my cousin John has got a friend with only one arm who might want one! So John, tell your friend to go to Masson Mill for a marvellous bargain! (Only if it's his left arm, though. Just don't mention it if it's his right one. I don't want him to be disappointed).


Rachel said...

Your transport woes did make me laugh (does that make me a bad person? Sorry for laughing at your misery.) Having recently escaped Fenland, I feel your pain. A new life in Chatteris - AAAAAAARGH!!!!

kristieinbc said...

The lavender bags are a great idea! I just ordered three. Can't wait to get them!

Vivianne said...

LOL I like the A14, but it tends to crap up around Cambridge ...our stretch is usually lovely and clear; it's the only road I like driving on, nice and wide, lots of space between me and all the other cars ...LOL

Susie said...

Eek Kristie, thank you so much! Winging their fragrant way to you tomorrow :-).

I nearly did end up in Chatteris FOREVER because apparently there was no longer any oil in my engine and this is quite bad. Also I had no battery on my phone. It would have been fine, I would have gazed over the flat boring fields and thought great thoughts. Perhaps I might have met a lettuce farmer. Vivianne, noooo the A14 is hideous and full of lorries and the worst thing about Cambridge, I wish I live where you live!

Susie said...

That would be, I wish I *lived* where you live, I don't want to confuse anyone with my bad typing.

Gracey is not my name.... said...

Okay what's wrong with Chatteris? Too small? Nothing there?

Vivianne said...

Chatteris - and March, while we're at it - aren't even one donkey towns. They share a donkey :-D

Susie said...

At least they have a shared donkey.

I used to work in Littleport.

Vivianne said...

Littleport is a village, not a town; and as such, does not deserve it's own half of a donkey, but must either rent it from Chatteris/March on one Sunday of the month. Or else they can have a goat.

Marushka C. said...

I grew up in a half-donkey town, now that I think of it. Or perhaps we just wished we were big enough to share a donkey. The memories have blurred, thank all that is good and beautiful in this world.

Anonymous said...

I loved seeing all your things in your shop. I thought they were great. I don't think I knew you had a shop. I nearly bought several things. (I know, not quite what you want is it? but I'm not actually allowed to buy anything as I have no free pennies.) I thought the rainbow skirt was fabulous but out of kindness to my near environment I keep my legs covered as much as possible. The patchwork multi dress is just gorgeous, I especially love the bottom frill and very much love the colours together. Also tempted by your tops. Thought I would let you know that I do covet your stuff and I think your things look lovely. There is another item too which I keep going back to.....Anyway great stuff. I was drawn to your shop by those lavender bags.