This is my Grandmother Lillian Blanche Pennyquick and although looking at this photo makes me sad it also brings back good memories. We used to spend most of the school holidays with her and we were aloud to run completely wild. I used to hate brushing my hair so when I was at Gran's I just didn't, she never forced me, she would wait until the night before we had to go home and after a bath I'd sit on the old poof in front of the fire and she would gently comb out all the knots. She also gave me some very good advice, don't get married before you're 25- 27 would be even better, always work and always have your own money in your own account. In this photo Gran's just received an award for being the longest serving postmistress in Australia (at that time) she died at age 82 in 1987 and was STILL working in the post office. There were chickens, wild hares, rabbits, cats, possums, if you were lucky field mice, a horse called Charlie and sheep who would sleep next to the bedroom window at night and snore. I used to have a war with a farmer about traps, he used them-I hate them, so I would hunt them down and set them off. We would go on all day explorations and as long as we got home before dark we could go anywhere.31 July 2009
MY GRAN
This is my Grandmother Lillian Blanche Pennyquick and although looking at this photo makes me sad it also brings back good memories. We used to spend most of the school holidays with her and we were aloud to run completely wild. I used to hate brushing my hair so when I was at Gran's I just didn't, she never forced me, she would wait until the night before we had to go home and after a bath I'd sit on the old poof in front of the fire and she would gently comb out all the knots. She also gave me some very good advice, don't get married before you're 25- 27 would be even better, always work and always have your own money in your own account. In this photo Gran's just received an award for being the longest serving postmistress in Australia (at that time) she died at age 82 in 1987 and was STILL working in the post office. There were chickens, wild hares, rabbits, cats, possums, if you were lucky field mice, a horse called Charlie and sheep who would sleep next to the bedroom window at night and snore. I used to have a war with a farmer about traps, he used them-I hate them, so I would hunt them down and set them off. We would go on all day explorations and as long as we got home before dark we could go anywhere.
20 July 2009
MOHAIR UPDATE
The wrap is now over halfway done and kindly held up by Dan my flatmate. It's raining today so I'm going to make bread rolls to have with dinner tonight, the lounge room is toasty perfect for rising dough and the smell of baking bread is so delicious. Pushing Daisies has become a total addiction and I want to bake pies of every kind. I now have three pie funnels all I need now is the perfect pie dish, my heart's set on this one, Emile Henry in plain white it's just right for a single crust pie. Maybe chicken/leek or beef/mushroom, or spicy apple.
13 July 2009
MORE MOHAIR
I'm now at the halfway mark with Mrs DEagle's wrap, It's been a fast knit thanks to the Tour De France, so hopefully she'll get it this winter rather than next years. First we had gastro now we have flu all thanks to D's work, I've been so cold, sore and achy all I've managed to do is a quick visit to wool shop, knit a little and plant some kale. kale's the most fantastic veg, I add it to everything! usually just wilted.
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