Friday, 11 December 2015

A friend .. A snowflake!

My absence from blogging has not been deliberate but my days seem to have rolled along at a gentle pace. I have been practicing mindfulness. I have being practicing being less judgemental. I have been trying to improve my listening skills. Some days are more successful than others!!

Today I was sent this poem. I just loved it. I hope you do too!


Snowflakes. A poem sent by a special friend this week. I think it truly beautiful.


Lines of retrospect and hope


Friendship often comes like winter’s first snowflake.

We wait so long for it to fall, but

Ere it touches outstretched, eager hands,

It melts and goes.


You awake to icy, fresh November morn,

To fleecy snow arriving overnight.

By evening fall, its gone – lost.

Friendship often seems to come and then depart

Like these first precious snowflakes.

You yearn and hope for the snow to stay,

But all in vain because you know it won’t.


Until – one day there comes at last

One special snowflake that wants to stay.

And will not melt:

And that is the snowflake

That really is – a true friend.


I need to write some real handwritten letters to friends. Like I used to before Facebook. Before Messenger. Before What's App. Before texts.

I need to write and let them know how much their friendship means to me.

I am going to tomorrow. Not just a scribbled note inside a Christmas card but a letter . I love, love, love getting them.


Monday, 19 October 2015



Firstly, Thank you so much for such a lovely welcome back to Blogging. It was heart warming and encouraging. Life continues to be hectic here but I hope everything soon calms down, some balance is restored and I stop fretting in the deep, dark recesses of the middle of the night!

On the upside we have been awaiting the arrival of our nephew,his wife and their two little ones Oliver and Ava from America. Ben met Sarah,fell in love moved to America and now have 2 little children.Such a happy story. But of course we rarely see them.

Ava was born last February and she us such a happy, pretty little girl and growing so fast.

We haven't met her at all yet and not seen Oliver since he was six months old. So, no wonder we are looking forward to seeing them later today!

When Oliver was born I crocheted him a blanket . I wanted to make something different for Ava and asked her Mummy if she would like a Play Mat! A resounding "yes" came across the pond.

So, here we have it already for sweet little Ava!

All tucked up in a bag of pink!

Backed and cosy.
And six different activity areas for her to enjoy.
First of all a ladybird with a zip hiding the babies!


An apple tree with poppers spelling her name!

A sailing boat with Velcro parts and a jaunty flag.

A dinosaur marble maze and dinosaur buttons.
They have a dog called Maybury and he loves bones too!

And lastly a pretty flower garden with some colour matching fun.

I hope she loves it and it will become a little reminder of her family so far away in the UK.

Have you ever made a play mat or quiet book?

Look no further than Pinterest if you need ideas. It will keep you busy for hours and the hard bit is knowing which ones to choose.

P.S.... Ava loved it!
















Saturday, 10 October 2015

Tiptoeing back with the three "A's," and a bonkers hat!


Firstly " Thank you" very, very much for all your kind messages about our lovely daughter. It's been a long summer and we have been quietly accepting,adapting and accommodating . Or at least we have been trying very hard to.

Andy and I have popped over to Spain for a short break,and in my weekly Yoga lesson my teacher was talking about the importance of these 3 A's in life. My goodness it rang the bell of truth to me! And I have been thinking about these three words so much. Accept,Adapt and Accomodate. Easy to do on the downhill slope of life,when you can freewheel with the wind on your face and through your hair but harder, on the uphill struggles. But, I believe we have all hopefully made it to the last climb and soon we will be taking a well earned breather.

Our lovely eldest daughter.

Still smiling!

Our youngest daughter is still travelling the world and is experiencing wonderful things and places. She has announced that even though she has now travelled far and wide around the globe she wants her wedding to be in Devon in 2017. One happy and excited Mum here!

Here is a picture of her and Bernie, her South African fiancée going under the Golden Gate Bridge yesterday .How exciting and what a beautiful day.

And as for sweet William. We miss that lovely little family as much as ever but are so assured that they are happy and enjoying every day. He has started school now and my dear Daughter In Law has started working part time. So big changes there too. They have just been to the zoo with friends and I love seeing the pictures, which allow us to share their lives.

These lovely photos just make me smile. Making friends and having fun.

When I wrote my last post I wondered if maybe I had come to the end of the road with blogging. But I have always been very thankful for the support my lovely followers have given me. And this week 2 months after my last post I received a lovely message from Wendy at "September Violets."

Just by taking the time to leave such a supportive comment after so many weeks made me miss my blog, not just my blog but the lovely people and friends I have made.

So, with a lighter step I have also been trying to get a joint venture going on the charity crafting thread I belong to.

"Knit your Square to Give Your Share "

We are going to make hats for good causes and see how many we can amass before Christmas.

Then we will donate them to various good causes close to our hearts and think at least we have helped someone who might also be climbing a steep hill in life.

Here is my first effort.

Well I am smiling again..... Thank goodness.



Monday, 3 August 2015

The Long and Winding Road. And more than a few bumps!

I totally love people's honesty when they write on blogs. Some of my favourites are not picture perfect,sweet, or full of perfectly posed pictures. I read about the bumps and lumps in their lives.I can almost be in their house. I can empathise as they are dealing with teenagers. I remember being full of self doubt, I have had hardships and battles. But I rarely talk of them........

Sometimes I ask myself " what actually is my Blog here at Chalky's World about?"

Does it actually mean anything significant?

Is it enriching anyone's life?

Is it enriching mine?

I think I have got to a very big crossroads with Blooging. I know many others have too. It's so easy to blog when life spins along happily downhill. But, my goodness it's hard when you find yourself on a steep uphill climb. I never swear... Well not publically,or in print but life has been pretty SH1t around here just lately .

Not sweet Wiilam of course . Our 2 legged alarm clock and all day entertainer was amazing. But enjoying him so much makes " goodbyes " even harder. It will be a long time until we see him again and my goodness he is growing so fast!



I should have sat down with him for this photo he looks almost as big as me!

We miss him,but also his mummy and daddy.


But they are so happy and that is just as it should be.

I see my Grandson and my son rolled into one wonderful bundle here.

So, there we are.

Just a little gap in the family line up for our lovely youngest daughter and her fiancé as they are still sailing the seven seas.



But, someone once said to me "that you are only as happy as your unhappiest child " and my goodness that is so true.Our eldest daughter has a bumpy road to navigate just now!

She is so lovely with a smile that lights up a room.

It's not my story to tell but I just wish she was freewheeling .That would make me so happy.... But let's wait awhile and this time will pass. And until it does I will swear repeatedly under my breath and hope the sun is just behind a cloud!


Tuesday, 30 June 2015

Milk Bottles.

I can vividly remember having a little glass bottle of milk at ' Playtime ' in Infant School. I was madly in love with a boy called Peter Haslett and I always tried to sit by him whilst we drunk it. I think he was more interested in football than me!

I was in the amazing ' Home Bargains' shop the other day. The one you enter needing nothing and come out with a bag full! I love their cake boxes,their preserve labels and doilies and the other day I fell in love with a box of 4 small milk bottles. They cost £1.99 I think. A snip! And talking of snips that I how I continued. Snip with the lace!

Snip with raffia and add a pretty button.
And snip in a Summer Garden!

I love sets of three best of all.
What a treat at the end of the table!
And one spare for the windowsill in the loo.
I love flowers there so much.
And a little playing around with the photo arrangements on Instagram and what a pretty collage.

Of course I should be doing housework or sorting or something but actually I am all ready. Two more sleeps until Sweet William comes here for their Summer holiday. And flowers are the best way to greet people I think .

Thank you as always to all my lovely followers who take the time to leave such lovely comments. I think I will be having a little Blogging break as I have a fest of cuddles and fun!



Saturday, 20 June 2015

The wonderful Moors and Christians Fiesta in Mojacar.

We have just returned from a wonderful holiday in Spain.

In a little hilltop village about two miles from us called Mojacar Pueblo they celebrate the Moors and Christian Fiesta. A Festival that celebrates the expulsion of the Moors from the area. An amazing spectacle where there are re-enactments and mock battles . And a lot of VERY noisy blunderbusses! I simply love it! The costumes are amazing. My goodness the Spanish know how to party.

The Fiesta begins on the beach on Mojacar Playa and it just gives you a little flavour of the weekend's party atmosphere.

Handsome Moors.


And Christians at the ready. Not quite so handsome in my humble opinion!

The Moors and Christian soldiers gallop with lances aloft hoping to catch the tiny ring which unfurls a banner to impress the ladies watching from the stadium.


Lucky Is the valiant warrior who gets win the colours of a beautiful lady.


Tied on with pride!

But the main event is the parade that wends its way through the hilltop village on the Sunday evening.

It lasts for two and half hours,and is spellbinding.

Here are just a few pictures to give you a little flavour of such a special event.



The next few shots are my favourite photos, they encapsulate the joy of the participants.

Equalled by the joy of my sister in law who we took to share our little part of Spain and its traditions .

The horses were amazing .


And we will be back. I don't think I will ever tire of seeing the magnificent costumes and setting but we will never party all night like the Spanish manage. Not just for one night but for a whole weekend!


If ever you get the chance to visit Mojacar Pueblo in June when the Fiesta is in full swing you will love it!