Current Residence: Hereford, England Favourite genre of music: No favourite, I like most music Favourite style of art: Impressionist Operating System: Windows XP Wallpaper of choice: My own photo of daisies against a blue sky
Favourite Visual Artist
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
Mika ..... he\'s so cute!
Tools of the Trade
Fabriano Artistico paper, M Graham watercolours, Rosemary & Co sable brushes.
Watercolours, art, photography, local history, my wonderful family.
Once again I feel terribly guilty, I've neglected DA for more than two months and all I can do is make excuses.
First I was rushing around preparing for Christmas, obviously being the wife/mum means I am the only one in the house who writes cards/buys presents/organises food/wraps presents etc. Eldest DD was home from University but she's not much help with practicalities, OH is worse than useless. Anyway it all got done and we were ready for a good day.......
Christmas morning, we all gathered and opened our presents, then DS went straight back to bed while I cooked dinner. By the time we had eaten I was feeling awful, so was OH. We ba
I got tagged by judylee (https://www.deviantart.com/judylee), not something I usually join in with, but just this once I will - purely so you can know a little more about me.
1. Post these rules:
2. Each person tagged must post 8 random facts about themselves
3. Tags should write a journal/ blog of these facts
4. At the end of the post 8 more persons are tagged and named
5. Go to their page and leave a comment telling them they're tagged
So, the facts........ errrrrrrrrr....
1. I met my husband in Blackpool, talked for 10 minutes, exchanged addresses and went back to our homes 120 miles apart, then wrote letters and made telephone calls for 2 months befor
.... are sure to go completely tits up!!!! (excuse my language!)
Two days before we left for Bangor we had to own up to our deception - Craig started planning his little get-together, only 5 friends watching DVD's he promised.
Saturday night, in Bangor, about 120 miles from home, I called my darling son and the phone was answered by an unfamiliar voice. Eventually my darling son came to the phone....... oh dear! He was clearly the worse for alcohol (he giggles alot, snorting like a pig through his nose). Still, I didn't panic.
Sunday, I called him to make sure he was up in time for work. He didn't remember talking to me the previous ni