It's not so bad

OK, so it's been a while between posts. And that may or may not have something to do with the rain that I mentioned in my last post. Rain! No, it was more extreme freaky loud hail storm that is now causing quite a headache for insurers. Anyway, let's just say I've spent a lot of time mopping up and squeezing things out in the studio, along with moving my miraculously untouched books/electrical equipment out of the waterlogged region and into my now-full-of-stuff apartment. Yep, crafty things are vying for space and trying to squeeze Jed's bikes OUT of the living room.

Luckily I've got other exciting things to think about. Like Sweden. Did I mention that I'm going to Sweden? And Bosnia, as you do, with a stopover or two in London. In two weeks. For nearly two months. Eek! It's been forever since we've been on a proper holiday, so we figured now is as good as time as any. And heck, as I mentioned a while back, I surely do deserve a pair of Swedish clogs (or two), right? And it totally makes sense to go there to get them. Definitely.

So that's what's news here. Happy Monday!

Crazy times

OK, so with my grand ambitions of markets and parties and general Christmas craziness, things did get missed along the way...like a couple of those festive events I mentioned previously. Yep, I missed out on the party that ended up in a hot tub spa-y thing - jibbed (or not?!) And what was I doing instead? Swimming in the lake that our studios became late on Friday night, woo! Yes, a water main valve burst (or something like that) and water gushed through the building for hours (or at least an hour and a half). Not fun. Here's proof.


That's my floor as the water creeped in, slowly at first then it was a frenzy of flooding. Nice reflections of the furniture, you'll notice.


This is the hallway/kitchen and no, we don't have polished concrete floors.

I guess I was lucky to be there, else I'd not have been able to get everything off the floor. And I feel sorry for the peeps who weren't so lucky - the studio space has just doubled in size and a heap of people have only just moved in, poor things.

Anyway, after what turned into a quite late night, I wasn't too enthusiastic about getting up on Saturday morning to head to Market 3031. But as things go, it turned out to be the best day - we were right outside Kensington Station and soooo many people came past and were sooo friendly and it was a great day. Here's my stall, although this photo hardly captures the frenzy of the market, just a quiet moment!



Now just one market to go - Rose Street this Sunday - and then everything stops (well, almost). Phew for that! Now I'd better get some gift shopping in while I have a moment...