Trouble is, when half the street ends up with gleaming new paintwork, it makes the other half look shabby and unloved so I definitely have a touch of "keeping under the Jones'" if that makes sense.
Meanwhile, what a wonderful time I had last Thursday in Birmingham, with my great pal Sue Froggatt. We meet up a few times a year and prove the theory that two minds are better than one in the bush or whatever. As always, we didn't stop talking until our throats were dry and there were no Strepsils left in the cupboard. We seem to bounce ideas off each other and both leave feeling energised, refreshed and raring to go. This time, however, there was an added bonus. Sue has been collecting beads and jewellery -making kit for some time now and her new 'thing' is to invite friends over for an afternoon of creativity (that's what she calls it - I call it playing). So she created and I played; honestly, it was like being 12 years old, let loose with a room full of treasure.
Sue has always been one of the warmest and cleverest people I know; now I have to add craftswoman to her list of attributes because I left with my own trinket box of delights. I even made a necklace and bracelet for the pregnant one (who has rediscovered her appetite and is now eating for England).
As if that wasn't enough, yesterday I had one of the best group sessions ever; just one of those days when they gelled, I felt totally motivated and fell in love with work all over again.
Came home and fell in love with the old man again too.
That's it for now - see ya,
Angie
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