Tag: disaster
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botched
I am out of sewing practice. At least that’s my excuse: yesterday I managed to make a botched job of things . . I bought this tweed when visiting Harris a couple of years ago – I love the bright blue, green, and orange flecks sitting in among the herringbone. My idea was to turn…
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domestic incidents
Tom was out cycling. However many mysterious gels and powders he consumes, he is always ravenous when he gets back. So I decided to “surprise” him with some tasty home baking. I don’t bake very often. Tom poetically described them as “little piles of cat sick”. At least my peppers are doing well.