November: going, going, gone
Has someone speeded up time? What have I been up to since I saw you last? Loads and loads, here is a whistle stop tour. Drove to Devon (car just does the three hundred mile journey by itself these says while I snooze on the back seat, I wish). Spent a week volunteering with the National Trust helping to decorate Killerton House for Christmas. Good things: great company, good food, fabulous instruction from the fabulous Sarah Pepper so that I now know how to make wreaths and swag mantelpieces. I am not an experienced or talented flower arranger. Every day after a few minutes of working away on my own I looked at what I was doing compared to everyone else and felt such a rush of shame and embarrassment that I contemplated just sneaking out and not coming back. Yet every day when I persevered, following the guidance I had been given, not giving up, remembering that with Christmas decoration "more is more", whatever I was working on ...