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Only the British
Jun. 17th, 2023 08:24 pm... can make military parades so addictive that I'd forget about everything else.
Originally, I planned to have a very, very crafty day. And then Trooping the Colours happened, and I was glued in front of the telly the whole day. Both ZDF and ORF2 showed it live; I watched it on ZDF because I could understand German better on that one. The comments were relatively intelligent, I only switched to BBC when they started on the Duke of Sausages from Monteshitshow for a while. I'm really sick and tired of people bringing that spoiled brat into the conversation every time. If I never heard of him and that wife of his again, it would be too soon. [/end rant]
Other than that, the parade was really impressive. I could watch those soldiers perform all day. And while I'm not a fan of Charles III, the fact that both he and the Princess Royal went through the whole thing on horseback, at their age, deserves respect.
After the parade, I thought I'd finally do some crafting, when my friend and (ex-)colleague, Ilonka, called. She's also retired (a couple of months older than me), and I used to have her twin daughters in my class for a few years. Now one of said daughters has married and borne a child (over 8 months now), and they thought they'd finally bring the kid over. There's a toddlers' playground right next to our building, so we met there. Even Mum came down with us and a good time was had by everyone.
After that I decided that I'll do some crafting, even if it kills me. Fortunately, I already had cut the large felt sheets I had bought yesterday to the right size: 16 page bases, 20cm by 16 cm, for the two songbooks, and 6 page bases, 20cm by 20 cm for some future quiet book. I happened to buy a bit too much felt, but those things never go to waste in our house.
I also cut out 14 clouds (for the two songbooks), 5 trees (for one of the books) and the bases for two ants and two cow. Coming up: the bases for two bears, another 3 trees (for the other book), the crowns for all 8 trees, 14 suns, 10 grassy srtipes, 14 pockets for the finger puppets, 2 ovens, 2 mills, 2 carts, 2 fleas, 2 mosquitoes... and a few other details. And when all that is done, I can finally start sewing.
No progress on the baby book, of course. The deadline starts haunting me in my dreams. Or nightmares. Whatever. When did the days become so short?
Originally, I planned to have a very, very crafty day. And then Trooping the Colours happened, and I was glued in front of the telly the whole day. Both ZDF and ORF2 showed it live; I watched it on ZDF because I could understand German better on that one. The comments were relatively intelligent, I only switched to BBC when they started on the Duke of Sausages from Monteshitshow for a while. I'm really sick and tired of people bringing that spoiled brat into the conversation every time. If I never heard of him and that wife of his again, it would be too soon. [/end rant]
Other than that, the parade was really impressive. I could watch those soldiers perform all day. And while I'm not a fan of Charles III, the fact that both he and the Princess Royal went through the whole thing on horseback, at their age, deserves respect.
After the parade, I thought I'd finally do some crafting, when my friend and (ex-)colleague, Ilonka, called. She's also retired (a couple of months older than me), and I used to have her twin daughters in my class for a few years. Now one of said daughters has married and borne a child (over 8 months now), and they thought they'd finally bring the kid over. There's a toddlers' playground right next to our building, so we met there. Even Mum came down with us and a good time was had by everyone.
After that I decided that I'll do some crafting, even if it kills me. Fortunately, I already had cut the large felt sheets I had bought yesterday to the right size: 16 page bases, 20cm by 16 cm, for the two songbooks, and 6 page bases, 20cm by 20 cm for some future quiet book. I happened to buy a bit too much felt, but those things never go to waste in our house.
I also cut out 14 clouds (for the two songbooks), 5 trees (for one of the books) and the bases for two ants and two cow. Coming up: the bases for two bears, another 3 trees (for the other book), the crowns for all 8 trees, 14 suns, 10 grassy srtipes, 14 pockets for the finger puppets, 2 ovens, 2 mills, 2 carts, 2 fleas, 2 mosquitoes... and a few other details. And when all that is done, I can finally start sewing.
No progress on the baby book, of course. The deadline starts haunting me in my dreams. Or nightmares. Whatever. When did the days become so short?
