The month of May is the pleasant time; its face is beautiful; the blackbird sings his full song, the living wood is his holding, the cuckoos are singing and ever singing; there is a welcome before the brightness of the summer.”
Lady Gregory

I’m not sure I can remember a May like it. The days were long, dark and depressing. Rain never seemed to stop falling from above and as the rain drops fall, our souls longed for warm spring sunshine to enlighten our hearts.
While we should have been pottering in the garden, setting the stage for long, hot summer days surrounded by a canvas of colour and the sweet aroma of buds bursting into flower or the tantalising smell of rain showers hitting the warm earth.  
Instead we had muddy footprints upon our floors, the musty smell of wet dog and dry heat from radiators that should have been turned off weeks ago. 🥶
I’m truly not a fan of rainy days, give me dry crisp mornings or clear sun filled sky’s any day of the week.
Thankfully June has blessed us so far. Not only has the sun warmed our skin, it’s brought calmness to our souls. It’s like I’ve awakened from an extra long hibernation. 💤

May however was rather productive.

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Growing.
I’ve continued to try my best at growing flowers. 🌺 There’s something magical about Watching tiny seedlings burst to life and knowing I’ve had a part to pay in that, is rather a nice feeling.
Even though I have an incredible amount to learn, the pleasure those tiny seedlings has brought me is Undescribable. Who knew gardening could be so soothing.🧑‍🌾 

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Crochet.
Looking back a few months, crochet had become my stress rather than my calm.
Now thanks to a pretty incredible lady, it’s once again become my friend.
I’ve spent more time with hook in hand than I have in so long and my peace has slowly been returning.
I still can’t share what I’ve been making, but boy it will be so worth the wait.

However, I can share that I started a little side project, that won’t be so little when it’s finished.
You may remember I made a blanket called “Fiesta” by Tinna Thórudóttir Thorvaldsdóttir.  It is one of my all time favourite makes and patterns. I love it. You can read about it here.

Well on the spare of the moment, I decided to make a throw/quilt for our king sized bed. I grabbed one of my favourite yarns, Scheepjes Namaste in two colours and started my journey.
Progress is slow, as my secret project is priority and life seems to be crazy busy, but still every stitch made is delightful and I’m loving it.

Unfortunately after finishing the first of the many Hexagons to be made, my brain suddenly clicked and I realised that I had done my colours the wrong way round.
The funny thing was, I wasn’t even bothered as I had enjoyed the experience of making it so much. All is not wasted, I think I may turn this hexagon into a cushion at a later date.

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Dray racing.
On the 21st May, I received my 2nd Covid vaccine and headed straight to Santa Pod Raceway in our camper Phillippe, to crew for Smithy. (Warpspeed Racing).
Smithy was riding his Pro-Mod bike in, Funny bike, class.
The Friday was a washout with high winds but Saturday he managed to get out once.
Unfortunately he had electrical issues resulting in a 9.2 pass, after shutting down at half track. The rest of the day was spent trying to solve the issue.

In the mean time, team mate Stuart ran a impressive 6.66 run at 205mph. A new PB and I believe a new ACU recorded. As you can imagine the team went crazy and were all delighted.

Sunday, Smithy had issues with the bike starter and continuing electrical issues, resulting in the bike cutting out on the line.🥺
Shortly afterwards the rain set in and that was that.
The bike is now with Warpspeed Racing in Norfolk being fitted out with a new max ECU and having a complete rewire, ready for the next round, at Santa Pods, Festival of Power.

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DIY.
We have been busy. 
Watch this space to find out what we have been up to with some wood and corrugated iron.

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Shout out.
Before I go, I would like to give a big shout out to the NHS, who have worked their magic again.
My darlin 91 year old Nan had a really nasty fall. She broke her hip and thigh bone 🦴 resulting in a hip replacement and pins in her thigh.
We can not thank the NHS enough for all they have done to make Nan feel as comfortable and safe as possible.
Anyone that has had to go to hospital during this pandemic, knows how difficult and different things are.😷 
Poor Nan couldn’t have any visitors even on her 91st birthday. Which I’m sure was incredibly hard for her as well as us.
Thanks to the incredible surgeon, surgical team, the doctors and nurses, she is now finally home and recovering marvellously. You are one strong lady Nan. 💪🏼
We are so lucky to have the NHS and I take my hat off to each and every one of its staff. They are pretty damn amazing. Thank you.

Right I best say Too-da-loo and leave you with a promise to up my game with my blog writing. I’ve been slack I know but life really hasn’t given me the chance or brain space needed to give my all to each and every post. I will do better I promise.

Until next time, stay safe, stay true, stay you.

Too-da-loo.

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