For whom the bells toll

Well howdy do everyone! Big fella had a surprise planned for me this week. I came home from work tired and looking forward to sitting on my arse for a while quite frankly.

Big fella put an end to that. Coat on, in a big yellow van (Big fella best mate came with us and drove us down, looks like a surfer, acts like a surfer but he isn't a surfer, he is a electrician. He even has a necklace of sharks teeth, he is well cool.)
And off we went. To the Cathedral in town who had opened the tower at the very top of this magnificent building for one night only and the views were said to be jaw dropping.

I was up for that. We got inside we were to be faced with a enormous queue, worst than a theme park. So,I placed the boys firmly in the queue to chat about whether Star Wars was better than Transformers movie.

(I have been warned it is best not to be involved in these conversations as I ruin it when they wonder aloud what princess Layla would look like with her hair down, I say, "It's Carrie Fisher! Just google her! Gawd's sake!")

I began to explore the cathedral.

It is H.U.G.E. This is me taking the picture at the centre of the cathedral. (The number of times I cracked the back of head on the floor trying to look at the ceiling, I could not tell you.)


Beautiful wood work and carvings. Looks like something out of Harry Potter.
I went to ear wig on Big fella and best mate's latest conversation when a guide came over and said " If you do not wish to wait any longer, you can go up this stair case, but be warned, it is rarely used is quite dark, and has 4000 steps...." He had even finished the sentence as people bulldozed him over to the stairway.

So it began. The first 2 - 3 minutes was fine, chuckling to strangers about "how many stairs can 4000 be anyway?" bravado. Let me tell you, these stairs were a stone way spiral and really quite steep and very narrow, and was making me a wee bit dizzy and jelly legged. but soon we piled into the amazing space with this in the middle:

The bell tower! So Rose, of living on the wiccy side, come on down! You were right! It was amazing, and we got a idea of how to toll the bells shown by this gentleman.

H said that due to the noise of the bells he was pulling one without the Mmmmmm.......dong. Anyway, I was listening the gentleman explain when I noticed Big fella and his best mate sneaking around the back. What are they up to?





I knew what they were going to do, I saw the two of them go to this bell, mouthed to each other "I DARE you!"
DDDOOOOOONNNNGGGGGGGGggggggggggg..........g!

They swung the tail of the bell and covered their ears and squeezed the eyes shut tight. The noise was bone shaking and shook the very foundations. The gentleman ringing the dead dong did not flinch but I think his face says it all.

I quickly ran over and suggested that it was lovely night, I had a great time, now make a sharp exit, I am lip syncing reading mouths and everyone is swearing in a place of worship as we were all deaf with ringing, it's time to go.They pointed upwards. We had even got to the top yet! We were only half way there! More stairs. Cripes!


Into the spiral stone staircase tunnel and up we go. This was beginning to freak me out. We were packed like sardines with nothing but wall and stairs circling upwards. I felt a bit weak. Soon I noticed a well deserved window. Of course after this long windowless trek, I felt compiled to look out. Or down if you like.
I am sorry I did. Have I ever told you about my fear of heights? I have forgotten how high we were going.I began low wail like banshee moan, while desperately trying to turn around to go own them stairs quick as lightening (The Monkee's show style) only to be faced with a downward spiral of faces shaking their heads at me. The stairs were rammed tight with people and unless I asked the three hundred odd people below just to spread the legs so I could crawl under them. No uncomfortable shifting abut required.





The only way is up.
Short of crawling on all fours I finally make it into the open air and the city unveiled itself in a flurry of lights and colour on the roof top. Breathtaking. I bravely stepped out to the view, only to find the ground was covered in a slight foamy astro turf. This made walking to the edge a bit wobbly. This was like walking on a water bed to me. Every five seconds as I edged gingerly towards the stunning view I let out a piercing yelp, or a wah, holding my arms out wobbling like I was on a tight rope. Big fella and co, no where in sight. Not at all surprising, the state of me.

After analysing in my head that the weird stares and muffled giggling from people were aimed at me, I plucked up the courage hearing Sarah's words, "let fly" going through my mind. Here are some of the pictures I have imagined to take.
This is as far as I got before I slammed myself to the nearest wall, sticking to it like Velcro. Big fella was so on hand to take these:


As someone walked past me, I heard them say, "I think the stairs have done me in, I think i am going to take the evaluator down." There is an evaluator? Well, thanks for telling me.I knew where my next stop was. Alas no one would take the evaluator with me as they had thought given my fear of heights, I would freaking out in the evaluator. Of course I wouldn't. Unless it was made of glass, or if it went really fast.
So to sum up, I saw the skyline through the photographs. I still get sweaty when I think of the view below though.

A Wee Clue in the Lastest Sorry Saga Starring Moi.

I found some more camera magic! This blurry photograph reminds me of ghostly swans gliding over the city to the water in the dead of night. The camera captures what the eye can not see.



Yes, particular photograph indeed. I will tell you all at the weekend when I have more time. I went on a offing today and lets just say my behaviour was again atrocious and I got myself in a silly spot and this picture is just part of that sorry tale!

Please do not be alarmed, I did not do anything to cause this gentleman to be in this position, (I wish! Imagine if I had a tube of super glue in my hands, I could not resist.)

But the priceless look on the man's face is not the reason for this photograph. The reason is this. Remember what I was saying about the camera captures what the eye can not see? Well , is it just me or are those circular thingymebobs in the photograph what the people of the paranormal call ORBS? (Don't say it is dust! Do not ruin my illusion! All right maybe it is.) As we edge ever closer to the weekend I will bid you farewell, cheerio for now!

The Friday shoot out that never was

Hello everyone, hope all is good this Friday (That means weekend!Woohoo, adventure time!)
Well as it being Friday, I should be posting my Friday Shoot Out post on domesticated animals. It was a corker in my eyes. We are not allowed pets in our home (Although I have a pet house spider that comes and goes, but I didn't post the picture of him as I know a lot of you would recoil in horror at the sight of him and never return to this blog in fear of seeing that sight again.I would not blame you. He is huge!

(Big fella is scared of spiders, big time, and this makes for some interesting early morning moments when big fella is confronted by him in the shower.But I warn him, if he ever gets rid, his mother, the black widow who resigns in the loft will not be too happy.Oh, how I laugh!)

But I was going to post my adventures last night dragging big fella around Liverpool city centre taking pictures of statues of animals. Domesticated animals. Ahh, do you get me?)
But of course it being a Friday my brain and body have completely shut down this evening and can I find the lead for my camera? Again? No. I know I put it away somewhere, SAFE. But where? I look like this at the moment:
I am a bit tired.

Before I leave you, just to let you know my blog is playing a few tricks again and reading lists are disappearing, reappearing and some blogs are lost. I only realised this today, so if I have not commented on your blog for a while, I am so sorry! I will try and sort out the problem. I must go find that lead, and then write my new moon list. Goodbye for now and lets cause some mischief this weekend!

For a moment there, I lost myself.

Well, it would seem summer has come back for a final bow, an encore.
The sun is streaming through our living room, and through the open windows the waves are singing and all I can see is blue sky. Bliss.

When the summer had started to leave in August, to go on vacation to Australia I suppose, I felt a part of me left too. I was not depressed as such, just in limbo. I didn't feel up to anything and I was getting incredibly bored with myself. I didn't even blog! I only realised about the Friday shootout post was on my blog today, I can schedule posts now! Yippee!

I think my mood or lack of really, was perhaps due to my little dance with antibiotics that I have finished taking recently and that might of had a effect on me. But now I am back! On Friday night, it just came back to me! I started doing things that really needed to be done. Such as:

* I have started a blog for my dads new business ADventure! More on that soon, I may need your brilliant advice in the next up and coming weeks!

* I have started making my gifts for my giveaway post from domesticated gypsy! Dede I haven't forgot you! I am making your gift with you in mind!

*I found the absurdly difficult to find photo frame for my piece with Mrs B's 31 days of Halloween,(hurrah!) at a child's jumble sale on our street. I couldn't believe it and was so happy I give him Five pounds for it, the look on his face when give him the money alone was worth the price!

* I found the charger for my camera! (double hurrah!) Strangely enough, after searching high and low everywhere for it, it was suddenly right there in front me! Mmmmmm.I was also getting worried that I would not get a picture taken of my giveaway for Mrs B as the closing day is the 15th of this month! Ekkk! Go take a peek at her blog if you have not done already! It is a blogger giveaway dream!

So I am getting my groove back, slowly but surely!
So, as it is a Sunday, its confession time for me, so here blows:
I am guilty of this week:

*Going ape at big fella as he erected a 7 person tent in our already extremely cramped living room, and then of course he consequently couldn't take it down again. We tried everything. It was not budging. I nearly had to ab sail out the window as we couldn't get the living room door open.

*Having conversations with the fish while big fella was cleaning the aquarium/sea word attraction. Here a snippet of the conversation:

" Hello fishy, how are you today?
I know, it was about time your tank got cleaned, it was stinking out the place.
I know, will we have a photo shoot?............
Of course you will be the subject, without question.
Whats that? OK, i will give you five minutes to prepare and I will go get my camera OK?"
(Dear, dear. I do worry about myself sometimes.)

*
* Finding this door on the sea bed when the tide was out today and wondered to myself, at high tide,on a full moon, do the mermaids all get together and go to this underground nightclub and dance the night away?





* Waving frantically at passing ships from the kitchen window and doing the honk honk signal you do for passing trucks to see if I get a reaction. I am easily amused, yes.

* I was also guilty of being slightly tipsy at a Barbecue last night and sadly, a couple we know had a big fight in front of everybody and broke up with each other. As we all stood there in shock I suddenly sang out a the top of my lungs "LOVE ON THE ROCKS! NO BIG SURPRISE!"(I love a bit of Neil diamond after a few.) This was greeted with silence apart from me giggling my head off and missing the chair to sit on and went flying. We left after that.

Now I am all refreshed after getting that off my chest!Now I am going to check out all your blogs and see what you have been up to! I did miss you!

Pssssss, By the way I am putting on the fake tan tonight, check this out!

A commerical is being filmed on our street tomorrow, so I will have my glad rags on because I want on it! Hahaha!
I will try and get some pics to show you, but I might fall over in my eighteen inch heels! Subtle as always me! Hope all is well in your days to come! Here comes Monday again!

Oh this is way past late!

OK, I am oh so very late posting this, (So sorry!)but this comes from the wonderful blog domesticated gypsy. (Go and check it out!)
Basically here are the rules:


The first 5 people to respond to this post will get something made by me, especially for you.

This offer does have some restrictions and limitations:
•I make no guarantees that you will like what I make but I hope you will.
•What I create will be just for you.
•They say I have a year to get it to you. But I promise it will NOT take that long!
•You have no clue what it's going to be. It’s a surprise to both of us at this point.


The catch? You must re-post this on your blog and offer the same to the first 5 people who do the same on your blog.

Now if you want to tag along, please do, but if you don't no worries please feel free to leave me a comment anyway!( I will might send you a wee something anyway!)

Toddle pip and cheerio for now!

Wee Witch Folk

Hello everyone! I went for a walk today in the crisp autumn air this morning. (Alright went to the shops to get milk) Either way I walked. Upon my travels I came across these wee gems.



A conker with shell, an acorn, sycamore seeds and a pine cone. I was thinking of how small these are in my hand, but yet, who could made use out of them for other reasons.
Like wee witch folk. Here's what I came up with:

To celebrate Christmas, I thought they could use the pine cone as a Christmas tree.

Have you heard of La Machine? If not find all the info here. Amazing! But I thought the whole wee witch folk community could have their own La machine parade, with the help of the conker shell!

and of course, it is now excellent weather for wee witch folk to go wind surfing on the sycamore seeds.It's the only way to travel apparently.

(The camera is a spool and is held to together with a tripod of sticks, naturally.)

And of course the wee witch folk want to be famous just like the rest of us and make audition tapes regularly for programmes like Wee Witch Bother and the Wiccan World, using the acorn as a big Microphone.

Enjoy the last snippets of the weekend and lets get ready for a new week to begin!

I wonder what adventures we will be going on?

Martha Stewart, move over love, there's a new kid in town

Hello to all! How are you, very well I hope! Something very strange has come over me ,

a) I cant stop reading blogs for hours on end

b) In turn, I can not stop posting (drivel)

c) As you probably already know, it looks like I have no life. At all. The next part of this post should prove this.

and finally,
d) Why the hell is all my typing underlined?

So I did I a big clean today (well two rooms, but I cleaned everything, and rubbed tea tree oil on everything for effect. No germs in this house. (Alright, its because its smells clean too.)

There was a jumper that needed hanging and I noticed the little strips of material that help the clothes hang or something.(Personally I can not stand the blooming things. Every photograph of a special occasion, I forget about them and in the pictures, I stick out like a bare bum because I look like I have four bra straps all hanging out everywhere!

(See, how much they annoy me?)

So I immediately took a pair of scissors to them. But upon further inspection, these are quite pretty material in their own way so I thought of a way to use them. Like this:
I just had two nice china potting bowls which I always thought were two small for planting, put the candles in it and voila!

A bit of a twist on candlesticks! Tip of the week! Next time I will show you how to make a washing machine into a table top delight! (only joking!)
Hope all is well!

I went awalking one day....................

Happy September to you!!!!

Now is the time for back to school, back to routine day to day duties and getting into the swings of things as summer fades! We may feel we are twirling and swirling in life just like the fallen leaves in the wind, just as we are winding down, just like the sun into autumn. The season is changing before our eyes.I took my first crunch and scrunch through the start of the leaves falling today. Oh, I felt like a kid again! Childhood dreams revisited. I want some wellies. Trainers do not do it justice, nor do my, way too long for this wee girl's jeans. I look like I have hobbit feet!

(Hobbit feet, and that with the shoes on!)


PS: Had my first cup of hot chocolate this evening, yum yum! I don't even mind walking around with my chocolate moustache.