Thai birthday takeaway

We had a takeaway meal for my hubby’s birthday. Thai green curry with beef and I had a yellow curry with seafood.

We also had a papaya salad and some egg fried rice and Thai fishcakes for starters.

Sawadee Thai taste in Stoke has a friendly host who ensures lovely food. I can’t wait for the restaurant to open up again

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Idea for a map?

Blurry old photo based on celtic art. I’m trying to decide what patterns and textures I can use to create a map for college. I’m thinking of using photoshop to turn something like this into a maze / map?

Next step will be to upload it and try and change the colours and sharpness. Also to work out a route and decide if there will be celtic or saxon patterns. Will there be a treasure trove of coins or ornamental armour?

Repurposing

I am doing another challenge. Its all about recycling or using old things and repurposing them. I tried wrapping an old gerkin jar in cardboard. My sticky tape wasn’t very good and wouldn’t hold it in place well. I used the labels on the cardboard as decoration. Then I looked for something else to add pattern (was thinking of collage) and I found a wax soaked drawing that was from a batik workshop with an artist called Belinda Latimer. I wrapped that over the top of the cardboard. Stuck on with the not very sticky tape. My hubby would only let me have a few tiny daffs from the garden. I put water in the jar but as the covering is not waterproof and the tape is not good I don’t think it will last very long!

Tummy rub pose.

Well, outdoor cat has become very friendly, even rolling over and showing his belly! He doesn’t let you be friendly for long, it’s like he still can’t just trust us for long. After being abandoned by his previous owners I suppose it’s understandable.

He even let me tickle his tummy, and he still puts his paws out to touch my hand. He is still getting on well with my two indoor cats. He seems happy. X

What is it?

That tree doesn’t look right? She said. It’s growing in a funny way. The left side could almost be a cage.

He looked across to where she was pointing, it did look strange. But then these were old trees. There almost seemed to be a pattern to it.

They sat on a bench in the graveyard and watched the sunset over the victorian houses beyond. The tree seemed to slump slightly as the sky darkened, but they didn’t notice as they were in deep conversation.

The top of the tree gradually brushed the ground and slid sideways towards them. The cage of twigs and branches shaking gently although there was no breeze. The boughs crept forward, the front twigs lifting up like fingers on a huge hand. Then, Drop! The branches encircled its victims, squeezing them. There were twigs piercing their veins. No chance of escape. They were plant food!

Hubby’s Motorbike Stolen

Hubby’s Motor scooter was stolen early this morning. We went to bed late after watching a film. Then about five am someone started hammering on our front door. Hubby shouted he was calling the police, and the man outside said he was the police!

He said they had just seen it being ridden round Stoke and that it had been stolen. Hubby checked the gate and the padlock and hasp had been broken and the motorbike / scooter was gone.

They went off and we decided to drive round to see if we could find anything. What we did find was a large covered mobility scooter in the alleyway by our garden. It had been damaged where someone had broken through its faring to hot wire? The motor. I guess they must have done the same with ours and ridden off. On it. We reported it to the insurers, we will see what happens.

The cat comes knocking…

Knock knock!

Bash the cat flap

So it rattles

Let me in!

Ouside cat

Wants in

But won’t come through

The cat flap.

I let him in..

He eats..

Then yowl!

He wants out.

No the cat flap

Is only set to open

Inwards…

I let him out

Ten minutes later..

Knock knock!

Cheeky cat!

Who owns who?