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Today I have nothing to show you because I spent last weekend with my mother in Cheshire to celebrate her 88th birthday. I hope I'm as active and in charge of all my faculties when I'm that age (always supposing I reach it!) as she is. My sister Madeleine and BILs met up and we took Mum to the local restaurant for a meal which unfortunately turned out to be a disaster. Our food was almost inedible, cold and at least one of us was served late at each course. How can you spoil an omelette? well, we found out the hard way.

However, not a total loss as we headed home and spent the afternoon and evening playing Monopoly and Tom lost bigtime. As he always wins, it was hard for him to take as we all laughed and commiserated with him.

It was a very poor market on Thursday, no orders for me, but the lady who makes cards in the next bay to me, did well for the first time this year. So I took the opportunity to move my workshop from the outhouse (where it is so cold I ended up ill twice) to the small bedroom upstairs. I managed to give the furniture away and get my neighbour to help me move the work surface up and balance it on a small tressle table. Then I used my pasting table for a cutting out area. I didn't realise that this room was bigger than I had originally envisaged and I managed to move all I needed into it. I just need shelves, lots of shelves everywhere to house all the bits and pieces.

Then the outhouse can be fitted out with new walls, ceiling and door and made into a study - hopefully - and I can move my PC into there, leaving the dining area of the kitchen just for dining.