And....

...we did it!!

Well, that's the royal we and not the actual 'I kicked the ball' we.  Though I feel as though I've kicked every ball of the season so far...but, joy overflows.  Now to relax and go up as champions....pretty please!

And...I'm also back from visiting Provence.  Two weeks in the sunshine can't be bad, even if it was for working too.

My goodness...

...life can be full of peaks and troughs, ups, downs and roundabouts.  Complicated and then a breeze, but it's a way of knowing you're still here.  Where I vanished to is another story...and nothing harmful to me, but it's one I'm not exposing.

So...bejeebers I'm a happy person on the football front...my team are top of their league with a gap of ten points between us and second place, both are automatic promotion positions.  We are in a strong position (the gap to third is twelve points) and we could extend this further this evening if we win..   I'm guessing we kind of sucked our collective breath in over a few matches, managing more draws, but this has been rectified in the last two and now for a push to the end...after tonights we have another thirteen, a total of forty two points, so a lot still to play for.  I haven't been to a match this season, (lucky husband has), so maybe that's why they're doing so well, I seem to jinx them.  But, I listen...cheer and jump around the room...who could ask for more!  I was happy when the board decided on employing Chris Powell as manager, and I've never had a doubt.  The changes he wrought through the summer were considerable, but none have failed...one or two need a little more help than others, but none have failed as disasterously as previously.  I'm one happy red supporter....surrounded by content yellow supporters who are also a happy bunch, so it's a happy place here in Norfolk.

What else?  The room is almost finished, just a few bits to do, some waxing and top coating, then all finished and on to the next project.

Workwise...it's more fabric than glass based at present.  I've a table at a craft fair at Drove Orchard, Thornham, the May Day bank holiday Monday, but no jewellery...with that the sewing machine has been going ten to a dozen and I've been getting my stock straight.  I'll also have some individually designed handbags, cards and prints for sale, my own handmade scarves, seat belt comfies...bags, cushions, etc...yup, I can use cloth and a machine.  I found some great Donegal tweed, very simple...very cheap (price) and the fabric I've chosen to go with it is subtley bright to give an added twist, also I picked up some great vintage pieces...free!  Free is a good word!!

On top of that...France is on the horizon.  A friend asked if I'd like to go with her to her house, and who am I to say nope!!  It's where husband and I went last year and a more beautiful part of the continent you couldn't wish for.  Mountains, views and peace...who could ask for more.  Okay...markets, cafes and people watching, but that's thrown in too. 

There...I've decided a smile is worth more than a frown, to be content within what you can achieve and if things are done to you, then rise above them...life is yours to enjoy, not for others to besmirch.

I just...

...can't settle. All my enthusiasm has left, and I can't settle to anything. I just want to vegetate...except the brain won't switch off... I could go for a walk, but I'm expecting a call...and, I've lost interest...I could go and spend some money, but I can't look at anything without it being attached to the move, even if money allowed.

I am going to France for a day in November though, so if you see a red mini with English number plates...and three females in it, just wave... It's Mum's eightieth and she wants to go through the tunnel, and we know a beautiful restaurant just along the coast... I also want to get to the Country Living Christmas Fair. It's the same week...I just need to spread myself thin...and those two weeks are pushing my dates...

Is it me, or are there a lot of "wants" in there!

A mistake...

...about the fire! And a drastic one. It was a home which went up in smoke. I thought erroneously that because I could see the engines the fire must be just on the bend near me, but there must have been more down the road around the corner I couldn't see. A large thatched house has only it's lower walls and doors left. Devastating to the family who lovingly renovated it over the last few years, and were living there...they had children, and I've heard they all escaped.

Thatched houses are beautiful to look at, but if they catch fire...(the one next to us did about thirteen or so years ago, struck by a lightning ball), the roof, if the fire brigade can't get the roof off, falls into the house, making it so much worse. Fireman try to hook it off, dragging it away from the fire, and therefore saving the upper storey as much as possible...the house I saw this morning, had no upper storey left...it is a shell. Heartbreaking... I hope they can rebuild and restore it. You wouldn't know that it happened next door now, they rebuilt it in the traditional manner, and it doesn't look any different to the original.

A brighter thing, my eldest son and daughter in law have taken their two sons to France for the day, it being half term here. My grandsons (they're ten and six) have been learning French and wanted to try their skills, so they've gone off on the ferry to Calais. I'm not sure what the French will make of them, but both they and the boys will have fun, of that I have no doubt. My eldest grandson now tells me he wants to learn Mandarin too...a friend at school Mum teaches Mandarin to executives...and I think he wants to gossip with his friend so no one can understand them!