Well hello Everybody and a happy Friday to you! It’s been a busy week over on the table. Amongst other malarkey I carefully packed up the latest batch of little houses to be on their merry way to Scotland. The Found Gallery in Dunbar to be precise.
I say merry but, to be honest, the packing of little houses is rarely a merry experience. There is always far too much pushing, arguing and complaining. This time it began when, and I’m not going to name individuals, X said Y had stolen his favourite sentence. When Y retorted he’d done no such thing, X yelled he was going to rip Y to pieces. The others waded in, of course, taking sides, offering up threats and before long a full blown rumpus was underway.
I put them all in separate boxes, under a thick layer of bubble wrap and taped the box up as quickly as I could. I dread to think what the poor postman who has to deliver them will think.
Anyway, if you happen to be up in Dunbar, do pop in for a visit. Hopefully bygones will be bygones by the time you arrive… xxx