Walkathon

Do you remember the first thing that you ever one? I can, it was a milkshake mixer that I won through a competition the milkman had. That was back when milk was delivered to your house in glass bottles. Am I the only person who can remember that? I can't remember ever winning anything else.

My son is in prep school at the moment at an anglican college. It's only two days a week but he loves it and can not wait until he goes five days a week.

At the beginning of this term he had a walkathon. We all sponsered him and my brother asked me if I wanted him to win, as there was a prize for the highest amount raised. I laughed, and said don't worry about it.

And never thought any more about it.

On tuesday his teacher took me aside to tell me he had won the walkathon. In one of those really astute moments, that I often have, I said, "Really? What did he win?".

The answer: an Ipad Mini!

So today I had to have him at the school early enough that he could go to the assembly and be presented with it. He was so confused by what was happening it was funny, he actually went shy as he was meeting all these people for some reason (the P & F group).

But you could tell the moment he realised it what was going on and that he had won!. He got an ear to ear grin and clutched the ipad to his chest.

He's so excited! He can not wait to show the rest of the family. Guarenteed he will always remember that.

FSF- Determination

                       
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What it’s all about: Five Sentence Fiction is about packing a powerful punch in a tiny fist. Each week Lillie McFerrin will post a one word inspiration, then anyone wishing to participate will write a five sentence story based on the prompt word. The word does not have to appear in your five sentences, just use it for direction.

This weeks word is Determination.

The plant was only tiny, hanging onto its crack for dear life. Clinging to the start it had and determined to continue its very existence.

Elle did not know whether to laugh or cry at the futility of it all.

The plants very existence was against all the odds, surrounded by stone, baked by the sun, who knows how much rain it got. But still it clung to life.

Elle realised this was th esign that she had ben looking for, it was time to get on with her life.

Books I'm reading- Blood of the Mantis

Driven by the ghosts of the Darakyon, Achaeos has tracked the stolen Shadow Box to the marsh-town of Jerez, but he has only days before the magical box is lost to him forever.

Meanwhile, the forces of the Empire are mustering over winter for their great offensive, gathering their soldiers and perfecting their new weapons.

Stenwold and his followers have only a short time to gather what allies they can before the Wasp armies march again, conquering everything in their path. If they cannot throw back the Wasps this spring then the imperial black-and-gold flag will fly over every city in the Lowlands before the year's end.

In Jerez begins a fierce struggle over the Shadow Box, as lake creatures, secret police and renegade magicians compete to take possession. If it falls into the hands of the Wasp Emperor, however, then no amount of fighting will suffice to save the world from his relentless ambition.

I have to say that I am loving this series. It's action from beginning to end and many different stories running together. Easy to read but leaves you wanting more.


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Books I'm Reading- Greywalker

Harder Blaine was your average small-time PI until a two- bit perps savage attack left her dead- for two minutes to be precise. When Harper comes to in the hospital, she begins to feel a bit..... strange. She sees things that can only be described as weird- shapes emerging from a foggy grey mist, snarling teeth, creatures roaring.
But Harpers not crazy. Her "death" has made her a Greywalker- able to move between our world and the mysterious crossover zone where things that go bump in the night exist.
Excerpt from back cover.
This was kind of an odd book. The idea had lots of potential but then it was like the author had tried to bring too many ideas together at once. At times I felt like I had missed whole chapters that were relative to the story.
I also found that it kind of ended slightly abruptly.
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Books I'm Reading- Adrian Tchaikovsky

                                           
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Book 2 of Shadows of The Apt is action packed, with so many things happening. Stenwold Maker has returned to his beloved city, Collegium, to try and again warn them of the danger of The Empire. He is now deemed to dangerous to live by the Empire and they have sent a team to destroy him.

Meanwhile Totho and Salma have arrived at Tark just in for the Empire to attack it. Tisamon and Tynisa have travelled to Felyal, to Tisamons home, so that Tynisa can become a weapons master. At the same time Che Maker and Archaeos have gone to Sarn to try to get help.

Will they be able to unit the Lowlands against the Empire or are they going to be conquered?

I had trouble putting this book down!

My Writing

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With a sigh, Ella pulled her car over to the side of the road. The map the lawyers had given her was next to useless. The road she was on ran on into the distance, lined by trees, it was basically featureless. She was definitely on the right main road but where on earth was what she was looking for.
Somewhere along this road was a side road that was her destination. Most likely a dirt road since they were so far out of town. In fact the closest main town was a good two hours away.
With a grimace Ella got out of her car to stretch her legs, she had been on the road since early morning and had been hoping to reach her destination by now. Stretching she turned, and stopped in disbelief. A tree lined dirt road ran at an angle to the main road.
Frowning she walked up to it, looking at it from both directions. It was like an optical illusion, due to the angle it only appeared when faced in a easterly direction. No wonder she had driven past it several times.
The lawyers had said that her great aunt had liked her privacy. She had liked it so much that Ella hadn't even known that she existed until she had passed away. Leaving all of her belongings, including this property, to Ella.
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UFO's

As part of my new time management/ get organised plans I went through my craft cupboard on the weekend. It was a very interesting procedure. I have projects in there that are about 15 years old.



I started this cross stitch in my second year of nursing as an attempt to relax. I got as far as needing to use a metallic thread, this snapped every stitch, and so I promptly gave up.




During this time I started this cute little needlepoint purse for my mother. It just needs to have its clasp attached. Even though I followed the pattern exactly, when put together, the two sides do not align properly. I need to add some extra stitches but have never found the time. I'm going to finish this one in time for mums birthday, in October. A deadline always gets me more organised.




I am also still working on a hexagonal crochet blanket. It's a mix of green, blue, purple and red, plain and mixed squares. However I got stuck with this as I can not decide how I want the pattern to go.




A ripple blanket in blues for my son. I started this earlier this year and have finally almost finished it. I just need to do three more rows and the border.

And also a knitted jumper for my husband. I finished the back and a sleeve and then discovered there is a problem with the pattern. The sleeve is way to long and now I have to work out how to alter it.

On top of all this I have a huge amount of beading that I have started and never finished.

These should keep me entertained for a while.


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