Pointer on Patrol

The summer is drawing to a close here in the UK which means that the stifling humidity experienced in my particular neck of the woods is dying down, which also means that at last my hands are beginning to work properly again. I have no clue why the heat should affect my RA in this manner but it's the same every summer - two or three months of frustration followed by a frenzy of activity once things start going back to normal again. This winter I suspect I'll be doing a lot of faffing around with polymer clay as I seem to have been spending a lot of time recently hopping from blog to blog drooling over some of the extraordinary work people have been creating with stuff I'd hitherto considered nothing more than playdough for grown ups! How wrong was I? I'm still very much in learning process mode, so don't expect miracles from me at this stage but I can already see that it's going to become something of an addiction - I've lots of idea's buzzing around in my head at the moment particularly in relation to the reconstruction of old viking and Anglo Saxon artifacts. I'm currently messing around in photoshop trying to fathom if some of the designs might be transferable to clay.

In other news we've recently celebrated the 90th birthday of my mother in law to be with a supposedly surprise party arranged by her two daughters. I say supposedly because no less than four of her older friends phoned her up in the week preceding to wish her a happy birthday and let her know they'd be unable to attend said surprise party! Lesson well and truly learnt - proceed with caution when sending such invites to people of a certain age!

At the other end of the age spectrum one of Ian's grandaughters started school yesterday. She's such a tiny bundle of energy her Mum had great trouble in finding a school uniform small enough to fit her; even her school skirt designed for a three year old had to be taken up and she's almost overwhelmed by the school's standard size back pack as you can see from the photo here;


but she apparently loved her first day at school and insisted on coming and showing me her new jacket which she absolutely adores.

And so onto the cryptic title of this blog;



this gorgeous pointer which seems to have spent the entire summer hanging out of the window of a house opposite me watching the world go by. Beats curtain twitching I suppose!