That is something I haven't been able to do/be for several years now. Keith and caring for him took precedence of course. Like having things to look forward to, being impulsive had been put at the back of the cupboard of life and well and truly covered in dust.
The weather was so nice and warm today - total wall to wall sunshine - that after doing the chores - stripping Danny's bed, washing the bedlinen and hanging it out, sweeping and scrubbing the bathroom floor, tidying etc, a short walk out blackberry picking (another pound in the freezer for winter), I thought it seemed a pity to waste such beautiful weather and I really quite fancied a drive out somewhere - somewhere up towards Shropshire. I pondered the map and then realized it was a Monday, and the auction at Pembridge would be on. That wasn't too far and was a nice drive through beautiful scenery. I checked out what was in the auction and marked a few things off. There are photos on their Facebook page, but you never know quite what to expect until you get there and can look more closely.
I had a good browse and crossed a few things off the list. I would just bid on one lot, a double patchwork quilt. Not too bad a one, but it needed the old-lady-needing-glasses jab-it-quilting ripped out and replacing with my neat stitching. A few lots earlier were two equally old-lady-1960s/70s single hexagon quilts with valences. Not very desirable, but the fabrics were certainly of their time. Idly I watched a few things sold and then the two quilts came up. He tried to get £10 but no bids, tried £5, got a bid, and I thought to myself, oh come on Jen, that's cheap and put my hand up and bought them for £6 the pair!
They will need a good wash anyway, then I'll put them away until the next Fair next year.
Then the other quilt came up and I got it for £15!
See what I mean about the quilting . . . and those were comparatively good bits! I think it must have been a kit at the time, as there is another exactly the same over on Ebay. Again it needs a good wash, but has no stains on it (unlike Ebay quilt) and then I can get busy with my stitch ripper on the dark days of winter.
I even stopped and bothered a church on the way home. This is St Michael's and All Angels at Lyonshall. We viewed an old house near here - it was the one where the elderly lady's grandfather had been the baker, the carpenter and the undertaker! The layout was wrong too though, and she'd sold off all the paddocks around it for building plots, so it was a bit hemmed in too. Plus no central heating and open fires.
The two views at the top of the page were taken from the churchyard.
All in all, a positive day and it was a lovely drive out. Even the awfully feral Herefordshire roads had had a couple of makeovers in the worst places - about blardy time too as they were FULL of potholes. You knew the moment you crossed into Herefordshire as your car damn near disappeared in an 'ole!