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Tuesday was a magic day. I started making key rings as my contribution to the Stoke PDSA Open Day on Monday and after posting a couple of pictures on FaceBook, I received orders for 12 personalised and bespoke key rings! My wise daughter said, ‘Mum, do you think the Universe is trying to tell you something?’ Maybe, then, I COULD build up a craft business? It seems people are willing to purchase things I make. Of course, it might just be the ‘charity effect’ which has made people so generous, but I can’t deny that the experience has filled me with a tad of excitement. A door opening on a new career? It’s a thrilling thought.

Here, then, is progress so far on the key ring project. And a big ‘Thank you!’ from me and Stoke PDSA to those of you who’ve put in special orders and have been so supportive in your comments. You have no idea how appreciated you are! xx

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The Frosted Dawn Enigma

The decorators are in at the moment. Stairs and landing. Given my previous history of 'Hoo Ha Occurring on Stairs ' - reference the Trapped Under the Sofa Incident and the Foot Wedged Between Bookcase and Stair Rise Debacle - I thought it wise to pay for professionals to decorate the stairs and landing rather than get myself in a mix with ladder and plank combinations and achieve the Magic Three of staircase accidents. The decorators are a father and son combo who go by the names of Craig and David. This automatically causes me entertainment. 'Came in on a Monday, prepped, filled and undercoated, back on Thursday, first top coating, by Friday finishing touches...' Okay, not as frisky or well-scanned as the original song, but you get where I'm coming from. Anyway, before they started the job Craig asked what colour I wanted for the walls. 'Same colour as the downstairs walls, please,' said I. 'Dulux Frosted Dawn.' And then white for all the woodw

Day 1 - Decisions Are Made Beyond the Author's Control.

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Launched!

I was going to wait until tomorrow to launch the ‘Hallo Tarot!’ website, what with tomorrow being 1st July and, therefore, a nice tidy date for a beginning. But this afternoon, I became involved in a flurry of final tidy loose ends activity, and thus ended up cracking the metaphorical bottle of champagne against the ship of which I am Captain and whoosh! Off she went into the World Wide Web! You can find it here : www.hallotarot.co.uk The blog is moving there, too, so unless things go horribly wrong, this will be the last entry here. I hope to see you on the other side then! Let me know what you think.

Oh, My Days!

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