On a wing and a prayer - and the Smoker's Bow chairs

 

This one came from Malvern - I use it all the time when I'm at the computer.  It's had a repair in the form of the legs wired in place but it perfectly usable at the moment, and came at the right price, and Keith can easily effect a repair.

This is the chair from the 2nd hand shop locally.  Needs the cane replacing but you can cheat and buy it ready-made up and just needs cutting to size and pinning in place.  Which is what I shall do.  Every single spindle of the top needs glueing back in place.

This is the chair we got via Ebay, from a seller in Ross-on-Wye on a dirt-cheap buy-it-now . . .  Edwardian.

This was taken late afternoon - so as you see, the deep pink is tamed by the lack of light!  The curtains and (below) the Roman blind, look absolutely perfect in there.

Our beautiful home through a screen of Willowherb.

The view across the hill.

We've had a local hatching of Red Admirals - about 6 or 8 of them on the buddleias, plus a couple of Peackocks, Whites etc, one bedraggled Comma (only one I've seen this year) and today the Fritillary was back, but looking faded and one wing a bit tattered.  3 Small Blues as well (great!).

Yesterday was a busy day for us as there was a Militaria Fair in the morning, which ended at 1 p.m., then we dashed back home and I quickly got ready to Go To Church.  I was running late as the dress I wanted to wear needed ironing and it had a full length skirt.  I was meeting up with friends from along the lane, to follow them down, but only noticed, at 2.44 that Chris had texted me to say they were leaving at 2.45 if I wanted to follow.  I grabbed a clutch bag, shoved a lippy and my Ventolin inhaler in it and ran for the door.  Guess what - I forgot my mask and had to borrow one from Chris!

You may imagine my horror when we arrived at the church and we were handed prayer books and hymn books - the former with an impossibly small print.  Where were my specs?  On the kitchen table.  It took me ages to even find the right page in the prayer book, but I had a sporting chance with the hymns as the number was printed larger and I could just manage to see the words, but I didn't know any of the hymns chosen and only one tune was familiar, but I sang low and hoped for the best.  When there was a Collect with Responses I could only mutter as I truly could NOT read it, even when holding the book at arm's length!  Seconds before they announced the number of the last hymn it suddenly struck me that I had also come out without any money, so had nothing for the collection and had to tap Chris on the shoulder and borrow some.  What a fool I am - that's what comes of rushing, although in my defence I am not a church-goer so money wasn't high on my list of things to remember!

There were the most stunning flower arrangements in the church - wish I could have taken a photo.  We did find out that the church is always open though so next time we walk there, we will go in.

We went to the manor house (think it's a manor house - lovely place anyway) and had tea and cakes and I met some more of the neighbours.  Thank goodness I survived to tell the tale - and of course I paid back the money Chris let me have, with a thank you card today.