Oh shoot . . . and a "scary fat" . . .

 I spent yesterday babysitting Rosie at Tam's - a long day as had to leave here at 7 a.m. and we weren't back till nearly 8 p.m. because of stopping for fish and chips in town on the way home.  Then, quickly warming plates, feeding cats etc, and at one point in the evening I saw Rosie carrying my bum bag.  "Heavy" she said.  This morning, is is lost.  Put somewhere by Rosie who of course can't tell us.  I have looked everywhere...  It, of course, has my bank cards in it.  I have looked EVERYWHERE.  Under beds and furniture, in and behind every cupboard.  I have looked all over the piles of everything in the Library, the most likely place.  Will have to start a more indepth search in there and get Tam to dowse for it (she's better than me).  Yet Rosie is more likely to have lost interest and just left it on the floor somewhere.  We had a Bat Alert with Tam screaming and me having to put the lights out and open a window, so that hasn't helped the general confusion.  Rosie is now calling it a "scary fat".  She is coming out with proper sentences now.  Yesterday I had, when I said I was going in the other room for something, she told me "No, that's dangerous, because Mummy is upstairs".  She has been round before . . .

Here is my lovely Verwood Pottery " Dorset Owl" -  an earthenware costrel dating from about the turn of Victorian into Edwardian times.  It would have been taken out into the fields at harvest time, filled with ale, cider or even cold tea.  It has been up on top of a kitchen cupboard, half hidden, all the time we have been there.  It will go to my new Unit - it is time for someone else to enjoy it.  I may part with my wooden antique costrels too.

This morning Tam, Rosie and I have been to a Jumble Sale in Llandod.  Not as I remember them, with donations of clothing piled high on a large square or rectangle of tables often manned by the WI, and everything 6d or a shilling!  This was more like a one table per person indoor car boot sale  I just bought a shabby pine box for £2, which I will polish up and use for display to give a bit of height.  My new display stand arrived yesterday, so I need to assemble that today, ready for the next Fair.

This will be the design on the front of my new business card - it's a photo of a lovely old handmade Welsh quilt, long sold.  

Meanwhile going through the process of freezing my cards, and will phone the Chippy later, in case I left it there as I was sitting on the bench waiting for them to do my order.  After that, the police station . . . but I am SURE I remember seeing Rosie carrying it and she saying it was heavy, but perhaps that was at Tam's and I can follow it as far as the chippy . . .

Update: It was at the chippy.  Last night I was waiting there for about 20 minutes as 6 people with multiple meals in front of me, and I obviously just set it down on the bench beside me after paying.  My poor brain has been so frazzled with baby sitting, an early start, lots of driving etc.  Then today I have been trying to sort out banking, and Vistaprint business cards, getting rid of umpteen NZ 1 second "videos" which I loaded onto the computer and overwhelmed it.  Will have to un-video them on the camera another time.  My poor brain is absolutely frazzled and Rosie was very late to bed last night as slept on the car coming here.  She's been showing her stubborn side today too, little ratbag!  She's just sat down with some mango now. Tomorrow we have to go to to Brecon to get a piece of Uranium glass Tam has found for Jon, who collects it.  I will get a few bits of shopping at Aldi whilst we're there.