Too Late For The Hats

I feel so annoyed that there were a good few of you who wanted to knit baby hats for Save The Children and now I have to tell you not to start knitting.

Sorry folks that there was a deadline for the baby hats that has turned out to be tomorrow. 21st October.

I am sure that this dead line was not there last week.

I have five more hats to send & will put them in the post tomorrow morning. There will surely be an overlap but I can understand people not wanting to start knitting now.

Its my fault, I should have posted this sooner. It was in my draft box for a few weeks!

Knit One, Save One!

For the past few months I have been knitting small hats for new babies in Nepal and Africa. You might wonder what has been going on and why babies in Africa would need woolly hats in the first place.

Apparently, new born babies who are not housed in the best of places, lose a lot of heat out of their heads and then succumb to pneumonia and many die. So Save The Children have asked all knitters to make a woolly hat to send over there and help to save a baby's life. Nepal is obviously colder and it does not take much imagination to realize that babies can cool down there. However at night time it is also cold in Africa.

I have made about 50 hats up to date. I like to knit while I watch television. I can knit one in an hour.

So if any British readers would like to contribute to this venture, you can get the pattern from

Save the children.

Then send them on to the address that is given.

I am sure there are knitters out there!

I would like to apologize to all those who have notified me that I have an award waiting for me on their blogs. Sometimes I have taken the awards and have done nothing about giving any out. Other times, I have not even picked them up. I am truly sorry about this and hope that I haven't offended any one. 

It's not that I am not grateful. In fact I am really honoured that anyone thinks that I am worth an award. I know my mind has been on other things lately, but now I can't remember who gave which award, so all I can do is say sorry. Another thing is that since Sam kindly put all my awards in a fancy slide show, I am not at all sure how to go about getting to them and he is not here for any length of time now. Hope you all understand.

The City Of Bath

Hosted by Cecily and MamaGeek

The City of Bath is one of my most favourite places to visit. A city famous for the hot springs that the Romans used and they are still there today! (The springs, that is, not the Romans!) It is a city steeped in Roman history and beautiful buildings. People come from all over the world to be there, and it is quite usual to see official guides taking parties of visitors to the famous sights. As well as visitors from Continental Europe, the Americans and Japanese just love Bath.

The square near the Abbey is where the buskers go and these are usually of a high standard and worth listening to. The pigeons roam about hoping the many picnickers will spare some crumbs. A small version of Trafalgar Square!

This is the weir at Bath, where boat trips take people almost to the edge of it. A place of beauty and tranquility. However it is a dangerous place to be in a small boat as people have been drowned in the weir, sucked down under the waterfalls.

Although Bath is a place of beauty, parts of it are under reconstruction, as are many other places in the South West right now. When it is finished, it will blend in with the  older architecture. Until then, there is the inconvenience of dust and noise around certain parts of Bath. 

The beautiful weir is not far from all this chaos, but you'd never guess looking at the tranquil pictures, would you?

Yes, I will definitely be coming back to Bath to take more pictures!

This is my story and these are my photos for Photostory Friday. 

Hosted by Cicely and Mama Geek

Wordless Wednesday

I know its meant to be wordless, but have we been invaded?

Strange Haunting Beauty?

Is there a strange, haunting beauty in the burnt out tangled mass of metal, that is all that remains of Weston Super Mare's Pavillion? The remnants of a white building, packed with rides and all the usual things that attracted thousands of people to walk down the pier and spend their money?

We recently visited Weston and walked down the pier until we got to the barriers that stopped us from walking any further, where the twisted metal stands and the big hole in the pier planks look straight down into the murky sea below.

It was a sad sight when we first got there. No one knows quite what happened or how the fire started during the early hours of one Monday morning. At least I think it was a Monday. The whole of England must have seen it on the news. Flames and black smoke shooting up into the sky and seen for miles around.

The town seems as busy as it has ever been, despite the gloomy forecast that Weston would be finished after the fire, as no one would come if the pavillion was not there. Well I don't believe that for a minute!

Here we were, seeing it for our selves. A strange, sad feeling wafting over all who had come to pay their respects.

One day it will rise again. No doubt looking even better than it was before.

Butterfly

Hosted by Cecily and MamaGeek

I have messed about all summer trying to get a photo of a butterfly! They are so fast.

Some days I haven't got a camera handy and by the time I run in and get it, the pesky thing has flown away.

Other times I have the camera handy and there doesn't seem to be one anywhere in sight.

This time I managed to get a snap of one, but it is not very good. The butterfly is a skipper that seems to thrive for a while around my garden and surrounding neighbour's gardens. It landed on a bamboo plant.

I am not at all happy with the contrast on this photo but as I set out to photograph a butterfly on a plant, earlier this year, I don't think I will have many more visitors of this kind as the weather is on the turn, so it will have to do! Surely no self respecting butterfly is going to venture out in the cold!

Next year there will be a great picture of one!

This is my story and my photo for Photostory Friday, hosted by Cicely and MamaGeek

The Knight's Garden

PSALM 23

The lord is my shepherd. I shall not be in want.

He makes me lie down in green pastures, he leads me beside the still waters.

He restores my soul.

He guides me in the paths of righteousness for his names sake.

Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death,

I will fear no evil, for you are with me.

Your rod and your staff they comfort me.

You prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies.

You anoint my head with oil, my cup over flows.

Surely goodness and love will follow me all the days of my life and dwell in the house of the Lord for ever. N.I.V.