Author: Humbug

  • Captain’s log.

    Well not quite, more like disabled and too old cabin boy’s log. We made it across the Channel and we’re now in St Peter Port on Guernsey. Yesterday we went from Plymouth to Salcombe, we had a potter round Salcombe in the afternoon and had a pasty for a late lunch. Got to have a look round some of the shops. Bought loads of sweets from the sweet shop, some scrumpy and some Perry from the off-licence too. Then we had a drink in one of the bars.

    We had to get the water taxi from the boat/visitors pontoon to the town. Getting on and off that was a little hair raise for me. Yes, I grew up round boats but having to do that when disabled was scary. It also increased the amount of pain I was in too. Large step, not so easy anymore.

    Nothing really to report from the journey to Guernsey. Only wildlife we saw were birds floating and bobbing along. No idea what kind of birds they were. They could have been extremely rare or common as muck. We’ll never know.

    I finished on of my holiday knitting projects. A nice bright little baby hat with Pom poms:

    Thought of a name for a new fashion house that specialises in knitted garments. Chanel du Fritha. I think it sounds good, only the odd baby hat to add to the autumn collection but hey ho nowt to worry about. Fritha from the name of the boat we’re on and Chanel because we were crossing the English Channel.

    Pain and spazzy legs have been present today, not great, but must keep the chin up and carry on. I have also had a painful eye this evening. I think it’s from putting sun cream on my mush earlier and I think some went in my eye. Think it got worse tonight due to getting warm or something. As I’m writing this the burning has started. All over my chest, neck, arms, hands and legs, everywhere. Not sure how I’m going to deal with this. Might have to go outside and get cold not sure though.

    It has been quite a nice day today though. Sunny and dry all day. Not too hot or too cold just right. Like a Goldilocks kind of day. The trip over wasn’t too bumpy either, but that doesn’t bother me that much anyway. Years ago we bounced across Lyme Bay in a force 6 gusting 9. After coming round Portland Bill. Now that was fun! Fritha got a new Galley out of that trip.

    Anyway short and sweet check in about today’s activities.

  • On Us Holidays

    So new location for a post to be written. At the moment I’m sat in my wheelchair, in the cockpit of a catamaran in Plymouth yacht haven. The sun is shining, the wind is blowing, I can hear the soft rippling of the waves on the side of the boat and of course seagulls. Bloody seagulls, they’re everywhere and are bloody noisy, if you can’t see them you will probably still hear them.

    So the boat is a pain in the backside to get on and off so I ain’t doing it that often unless I really need to. It aggravates pain and fatigue, not much fun when you’re on your holidays. It’s only the first day so the shore party (mum and dad) have gone shopping to stock up with some food. I think my mum is inadvertently, whether she knows it or not, become the quartermaster. So she’s sorting out food and where it’s going to be stored. I have no idea what I’ll end up doing, that’s if I end up doing anything. It’s pants not being able to help out with stuff.

    I’ve brought a couple of knitting and crochet project with me to do. I’ve started the first project and it’s a teabag hat for a baby. It’s bright neon orange/pink. It will look cool when it’s done. I’ve got other things to do as well so will be flirting back and forth between projects. Knitting wise I did two baby hats last week, only got a picture of one though.

    I’m quite impressed really considering I just made it up as I went along.

    There is a guy on another boat that’s close by that keeps throwing buckets of water over the side of his boat. Every time he does it it makes me jump and spin round to check no one has fallen in,

    Anyway, plans for the journey are wherever the wind takes us. I think it’s round the counter and up a river tonight, then on to salcomb (I won’t be able to get off the boat there, and then onto gurnsey and if we’re luck onto France. It will be relaxing wherever we go so it doesn’t really matter, well it shouldn’t but someone that’s with us doesn’t know the meaning of quiet. Anyway here are some pictures of my home for the next 2 weeks. I grew up spending holidays on this boat, I love her, here’s Fritha:

    The shore party have now returned but said the weather isn’t to good so we’re staying put. But as I said it doesn’t matter , we aren’t at home with all the normal stresses and strains, we just have new one lol.

    Hope you’re all having fun, love and light.

  • Newsletters, sticking labels and stamps

    Yesterday I just felt off, not right. I knew something was wrong but didn’t know what or how to explain it. There was hot burning patches all over the place, pain everywhere as well. Brain fog, nausea, dizziness came out to play too. I just felt crappy.

    I managed to finish the newsletter for the MS group and that has gone to print. Mum and dad are taking me away at weekend so I won’t be home when they’re due to be delivered. So I set them up to go to someone else. To make things easier I said me and mum will sort out the address labels, envelopes and stamp.

    Last night was the ma social night so I spent most of the night sat in a corner labelling and stamping the envelopes. It didn’t really bother me noth being included in stuff because I felt crappy.

    At the social the group played bingo. It was done with something I’d never seen before. Rather than cards with the numbers the were like little trays with the numbers on cards inside and there were little sliding doors. I thought it was a good idea as they could be used again and again and again. It was a machine that selected the numbers too and they showed up on the outside while someone called the number out. It was just a bit of fun but there were times it got a bit competitive. Everyone enjoyed it though.

    Knitting wise I’ve been working on a an over cloth. I finished that yesterday. I’ve got a few projects to do while I’m away. There is a chance that I won’t finish any of them. But I do like having different things to work on then I can jump about from one to another when I get bored. That can happen quite a bit. It’s baby hats and baby blankets that I’ll be going for. They’ll then go to my sister for her to sell at work to raise money for the hospital and a baby loss charity. It’s a good cause so it don’t really matter. I hat knitting for the sake of knitting, if I’m doing something I want it to be used not just sit in a box for ever. One of the patterns I have for baby hats has yoda like ears. I’m looking forward that, I think it will be fun.

    I’m having another day of feeling shorty so not planning on doing anything. I need to start packing soon. Mum and day took me out on Monday to bury. Had a good rummage round primark and now have lots of new clothes for the holiday.

    I got all my drugs sorted too for when we’re away. Have to say though that I am a bit nervous and anxious about the trip down south I’ve no idea how I’ll be essentially due to the nausea. I’m sure I’ll get through it. I’ve done it before and I’ll do it again.

    Anyway I’m feeling really tired now so may just try for a kip.

    Love and light

  • What a weird day

    Well today started off like many others. I woke up. Heard the door bell so go downstairs, nearly killing myself on the process, to answer the door to the postman. A parcel came for me. I don’t know about you but whenever I get a delivery I always happy but curious. I want to know what’s in it even if I’ve ordered it. Small things eh?

    So in the parcel was MS stuff, some thank you cards and some ‘I need help’ cards. Not really that exciting when you think about it. They did come a hell of a lot quicker than I thought they would though. So I trudge back up stairs to sit in my cold comfy room to listen to an audio book on Norse Mythology and do some knitting. I was convinced I heard the doorbell millions of time this morning. It only rang twice. The first was the postman, the second time it was a delivery driver.

    This time was a large parcel. When it arrived I knew exactly what it was. More MS stuff. 125 pens and 125 pin badges. It was discussed at the last group meeting that we would give something to each person that goes to the Christmas Party. Just a wee bit early but got them now then there wasn’t a mad rush to sort things out later in the year. So as a team we have the gifts but we just need to organise the rest of it now. We’ll get it sorted though.

    As for other things for today was a bit more knitting and a bit more of the audio book. At the moment I’m going through different stitch combinations to make different patterns in the finished piece. It’s only strips so going to do them as bookmarks. It’s giving me practice though, so from that all is good. I’ve had to stop bunting/pennants/flag things as the group now has enough of them to decorate the room.

    Now project wise I’m trying to decide what to take on holiday with me. I got some bits to make a unicorn with the other day. The pattern is for DK yarn but doing it with chunky yarn so it will just come out bigger. I might do that while away. I need some other knitting/crochet things to do though. I like having a few things on the go at once. That way if I get bored of one thing I can swap to something else. I’m thinking lots of doilies for crochet, knitting wise I’m thinking about one of the first knitting projects I attempted. It never got done or completed so I think I may dig the bits out for that and try again. It may well be worth a second go. Now I’m more confident with knitting it may not get binned and given up on. Could be wrong though. It may or may not happen just have to wait and see.

    This evening I have just felt weird. The only way I can explain it and I know this is wrong to say but ant think of any other way. I feel more spazzy. My hands are jerking about and I can’t seem to concentrate on things. It’s like brain fog but it’s in my body as well as my head.

    Anyway, I got to meet someone new, it’s someone I’ve been talking to for a bit on Facebook. God knows what he thinks of me and the group but still I feel I helped. That’s what it’s all about, helping people. I like helping people, it makes me feel good.

    What else has been going on? Well I said new stitch combinations earlier. I made a cabled stitch book mark the other day. I decided to make a flower to go at the top of it. I regret picking the flower I did. It seemed to take forever to do, it looks good but my god did it take a while.

    Here you go, have a look and see what you think:

    that’s the one with the flower.

    Another one I did I decided to crochet a border round it a basket weave stitch:

    The one I’m doing at the moment has a nice diamond pattern in it. I think it looks cool:

    That’s it from me at the moment.

    Love and Light.

  • Category is ………………

    Pain, pain, more pain and oh yeah nearly forgot, pain. There’s also been feelings of love, friendship, loneliness and being generally uncomfortable.

    So the pains been there again but what feels like forever. My pain killers are being reduced which I think is making the pain worse. From a chat with people on Facebook (you know where everyone is a brain surgeon with a second PHD in law) it looks like the burning patches of skin is actually nerve pain. They’ve been getting worse and making me feel unbelievably hot. Having to have fans on me most of the time or aircon running 24/7. I’m a bit worried about it getting worse before it gets better but I have to trust what the doctors and nurses have said. Some of the ms nurses came to the last MS Cafe and one of them said there will be plan behind changes to my medication. That makes it feel a bit better. I have no idea what this plan is but have to have faith it will work out in the end.

    Knitting wise the session recently have been good. Nice and chilled out. I’ve been working on some bunting for the Jubilee Centre open day. It might sound pointless but I’m using it as practice and it’s helped my knitting come along leaps and bounds. It’s getting neater, the tensions getting better and the finished bits are starting to look good.

    I was asked by the group coordinator of the local MS group if I wanted to do some extra training to help people out and offer some support. I thought this was a great idea. I’ve said yes and now just need to wait and see what happens next.

    My sisters have been a great help to me this week along with people from the spiritualist church and people from the knitting group. It’s great to feel that I’m liked and loved by people. It brightens my day and makes me feel better. There has only been one slip up and that was when I was forgotten about for development group. The person that did it has a very valid reason and has a lot going on. Yes I felt upset and had a bit of a cry when it happened but everything worked out for the best in the end and I feel that the friendship has developed that bit more.

    Recently when I’ve been watching wildlife documentaries I seem to be making up a random commentary that’s going on in my head. It’s like the animals are saying stuff like “oooooo you bitch, I nearly got eaten then” and other stuff like that. Issue being I just start chuckling randomly which I think makes me look more insane than I already am. Oh well, am I bothered? No dear I ain’t.

    “I like your new room grandad. Can my doll house have one”? I’m finding this advert really annoying at the moment. No idea why but it really gets on my tits. Other things I’m watching at the moment are drag race season 10, finished season 9 and I was glad that my favourite queen won. Go on Sasha Valour! Werk that runway sweetie. I’ve also been watching Queer Eye for the Straight Guy. That’s cool and there are some really nice people in it and they seem to change so many peoples lives for the better. It’s great, might make you shed a tear (in a nice way). I got through the first season of Glee on Netflix, and well into season 1 of Ugly Betty on amazon prime. Both shows I used to love when they were on tv. Advantage now is that I don’t have to wait a week for the next episode, it’s on straight after. I hate having to wait, I’m so impatient.

    At church on Saturday a guy called Bob Dawson was on. He was really really good. I found the messages he gave we’re just spot on for everyone. He seemed to indicate that an old foster sister I had that has since passed needed a bit of help. So I sent healing out to her to help on her journey.

    Forgot to mention that last week (Tuesday) there were some international mediums on that have been working with Mavis Pitilla. That was a great night, the church was absolutely rammed but my mum was there with me and helped me to keep my head in check. But the mediums that were on were all really lovely people and they did an amazing job. I got chance to talk to them after the service. Despite the church being like a pressure cooker and the heat being almost unbearable the did a fabulous job. Category was 6 medium extravaganza.

    That enough from me but in the words of Momma Ru “if you can’t love yourself how in the hell you gonna love somebody else”.

    Love and Light

  • Story time

    I’m sat in my wheelchair next to the lapping waters of the lido at Clarence Park. It’s a nice view in what some would call a lovely day. See:

    Issue being I’m hiding round a corner in the shade struggling with the heat. I’m hear really early for knitting but that’s because mum and dad had to go off somewhere else.

    I heard a story the other day that I really liked. I’ll do my best to tell it and I’ll use a bit of poetic license to jazz it up a bit.

    Are you sitting comfortably? Then we’ll begin……………

    It was a cold, wet and stormy night. The rain was lashing and the bitter wind was howling when a mother and daughter were on their way home from a lovely evening in town with friends. They lived next to a park and as they passed they saw 3 men huddling together for warmth on one of the benches. As it was a rough night and they were feeling charitable they approached the men. And ask them if they wanted to come inside to get warm and dry. The man who seemed to be in charge of the band said “thank you for the very kind offer. Only one of us may enter at a time and only when your husband gives his permission”. So the two finished the journey and went home.

    When they got there, they found that the Husband/father wasn’t home yet and he was working late at his office. They felt bad for the men in the park and what made it worse was the fact they could see them through the window. The mother called her husband to say “hurry up and get home as soon as you can. There’s something we need to do and people we need to help”. So the husband rushed home as safely as he could in the bad weather.

    When he got there his wife explained the situation and he said ” of course, of course. Get them in, warm, safe and dry”. The wife went back out to the men in the park to tell them that her husband gave his permission. The leader said “only one us may enter at a time. I’m love, he’s wealth and that ones success. Between you, you must choose who should come in first”. The wife went back inside to tell the other what she was told. They were all discussing the situation, the mother said “I think success should come in, it’s about time we had some”. The father said “wealth, we definitely need some of that, we’re skint”. The daughter said “it should be love”. They discussed this further and came to a decision. After all, the daughter’s choice came out on top and they decided to invite love in.

    The wife went back out to the men in the park and told them the decision. She said to them “we are very sorry but the decision has been made and we would like to invite love into the house”. Love rose and started to follow the wife. As they walked back to the house, the wife turned and noticed that the other had got up as well and started to follow. The wife asked love what was going on. “I thought you said we cloud only invite one of you into the house”? Love said “you’re right but if you invited wealth or success into the house just they would have come. But because you’ve invited love the others will come with no issues”.

    So the moral of the story is that you can have wealth, but it won’t bring you love. You can have success, but it will come without love. But if you do anything from a place of love wealth and success are guaranteed.

    So everything you do, do it from a place of love and no barriers will stand in your way and you’ll overcome all obstacles.

    I said last week that I’d finish the cloth. It went to its new home on Wednesday night and it looks pretty good

    So now just working on my filet crochet but I’m only doing that at home then I can concentrate on it. Other things that I’m doing are crocheting llamas, knitting bunting flags and also playing with something new. Kumihimo, it’s a Japanese braiding technique, it looks cool. I’ve made a bracelet for mum and one for me. Well the first one I made for mum but it was too big so I had that one and made another for my mum.

    The heat today is utter hell and my body decides to have a burning patch day. So anyway just really wanted to share that story.

    It’s also my mums birthday today as well so happy birthday mum.

    Love and light.

  • What a strange day.

    It’s been a weird day today. I’ve been off all afternoon.

    My mum isn’t to well again today and that’s had me a bit worried. She’s been to the doctors and to hospital) only for an chest X-ray. She’s been given antibiotics which should clear things up. I had to tell her to stop and sit down earlier. She walked into the kitchen and was panting. So I told her to stop, the shocking thing is she actually did what I said. At the moment I’m sat in my room with the window open, the air con running, the salt lamps on, the air purifier running and I’ve got the oil diffuser going to. Eucalyptus, tea tree, lemongrass, peppermint and lime essential oils all to clean the air of bacteria and viruses. I know my mum doesn’t spend too much time in my room but it should help and it will keep me safe at least. I feel bad for having to keep her at a distance but I have a compromised immune system so I need to be careful. I’ve told my mum she needs to wash her hands a lot more and we need to get the nephew/grandson to wash his hands a hell of a lot more than he is doing. That will help to. I keep sending her healing, a bit of reiki, Karuna and source energy. I’ve also asked any beings or light that want to help to send her healing to. She’s already in the healing book at the local spiritualist church and she’s on my healing tree too. If you’d like to please spare a minute and send thoughts, healing, love or light in her direction to help her get better soon.

    Other things I’ve been doing…… I finished the cloth for the healing book stand at the local SNU church.

    Pleas ignore my foot in the picture

    It’s been hand washed, imbued with healing energy, blessed by beings of light (I invited them all and asked them to help). It’s also been washed with selenite water (water with selenite dissolved in it) and I put some on a gem essence in the water to help charge it and keep it running purely with healing energy. It’s taken a little while but I’ve done it. I’m quite chuffed really. I think it looks good.

    I’ve made a couple of new friends and met some new people. I like doing that, it’s makes me happy helping other people. The next things I’ll be working on will be finish the fillet crochet I’m doing

    I’m a bit further on than that picture but it will give you an idea. I’m also going back to knitting and making some bunting for the Jubilee Centre open day. I only have to do a couple of flags, it’s a team effort and all the knitting club members are getting involved.

    Last week I lost a crystal, I was absolutely gutted about it. It was a piece of Golden Healer. It was a nice piece too. I’ve order another one though from my crystal friends. The piece that went walkies is now helping the person that found it or picked it up. That’s what I’m telling myself anyway.

    That’s it really

    Love and light.

  • Metal work and the healing tree

    Sounds like the title of a mystery novel that doesn’t it. Well sorry to disappoint but it isn’t. Friday was the MS cafe and knitting group. Nothing to report from either of those. I’m still working on the crocheted cloth for the healing book stand at church.

    When I got home on Friday I had a letter from the hospital saying I had an MRI appointment on Monday morning. They love giving you plenty of notice. Because of the MRI I had to take my metal work out. Because a couple of them are in tricky places and that I didn’t want my ears being ripped to shreds in the MRI machine I went to the piercing and tattoo shop to get some help getting things taken out. The piercing guy, Andy, is really friendly and just a nice guy. He helped take out all the metal work. The conch’s, the tragus’s, the helix’s and the lobes. Quite a few so easier to get the help of a professional. When they were taken out I felt naked. I’ve had them in that long it just felt weird. So that was Saturday afternoon.

    Saturday evening was time for development group. I had an activity planned that came to me one day while meditating. It was searching for colours, their energies, and what they meant to e everyone and that time. So I hid some coloured silk scarves in different places around the room. Then got the members to do a bit of a meditation to go into the room where they were hidden and look for the colour and find it using the energy. It worked ok for some. One or two people struggled but that was only to be expected. Group finished and the service started was a strange service, things just felt different. Got a nice message though. After that home time via the kebab shop for my tea. No idea why I like kebabs when I’m sober, they’re normally drunk people food. Oh well I like them anyway.

    Sunday was back to knitting. More work on the cloth. I’ll get there eventually. It’s one of the things I’ve worked on continually for a while, think it’s just something I really want to do and want to get finished.

    Monday morning at silly o’clock was time to get out of bed and go to hospital for the MRI. It was in a lorry trailer in a car park. That was fun. It seemed to go really quickly. The ones I’ve had in the past seem to have taken forever. That came and went then I went to a meeting with my mum for some MS Society stuff. After that went home chilled for a bit then went for a kip. Monday night was the MS drop in. Just the usuals were there but it was a chilled evening.

    Tuesday daytime knitting again crochet the cloth. Tuesday night me and mum went to church. We were there early and we both had healing. I like healing, it always feels better when someone else gives it you rather than doing it yourself. I still do it myself though. I did take the cloth though. Well what I’ve done with it so far. I wanted to measure it up on the stand to see if the size so far was ok. I have to do some more work on it. Not a problem though, I enjoy it.

    Wednesday went back to the tattoo shop to have the metal work put back in. I am complete again. I have had a bit of a change round with the love jewellery though. I was getting a bit bored with the stuff I had in. Conch, tragus and helix are the same but lives are different.

    This evening I decided to send some healing to my online healing tree. At the moment I’m not sure if I should have a clear out and start it again from scratch to get new people added or if I should leave it as it is and remind people it’s there for name to go on. I’m thinking just ask people to add names. Its also made me think I should send healing to it more often. It’s been a while since I’ve done it.

    Anyway that was a short and sweet catchup on things I’ve been doing.

    Don’t forget, look at the healing tree, send it some love, light and healing and use the form to get some names added. Here’s a link or go to it though the menus.

    https://psychichumbug.com/healing-tree

    Peace out y’all

    Love and light.

  • Confirmation and recognition

    This weekend I was told something. I had something confirmed. It’s something that means a hell of a lot to me. It’s the recognition from someone else. It made me feel special, accepted and I was well and truly on the path that I’ve thought about since I was about 15 or 16. So that’s about 20 years.

    I’ll get back to that in a little while but first I want to talk about the last week. So I think in my last post I talked about the spiritualist church service, the message and the blue marble. Well that was a great message and a brilliant night.

    Wednesday came with a trip to the GP’s to talk about medication. We were having problems with the amounts of some pills. So because we didn’t get lots of them we had to order more prescriptions and because of the time it takes to order and receive them it looked like it was too close so the prescription wasn’t done by the doctors. Well something like that anyway. I also asked them about what looks like a bruise under the nail on my foot. With that I was told to keep an eye on it but it’s nothing really to worry about. Of course that means that my brain will take it that I’ve got gangrene and my toe will fall off or something stupid like that. But my dad had to take over with the medication stuff S I just got really confused and don’t really know why I was there. Oh the joys of my messed up brain.

    Thursday came and then one of my monthly trips to get bled. Lol. Not quite that serious, it was one of the monthly blood tests. So went and had that done. I’ve e still got the bloody bruise. We saw the MS nurse too but we weren’t sure if we were going to see them or not. Nowt really to talk about from that. When I was there I needed the loo. I was in my chair so went to an accessible toilet. Let’s just say it wasn’t accessible. Then it was time to go home. I was outside the front door of the hospital waiting for my mum to get the car. I saw something else that wound me up. Someone was on their mobile phone while driving. It’s one thing that really really really does annoy me. It was outside the main entrance to a hospital, it’s used by kids, old people, disabled people and anyone else in between. You could have killed someone you muppet. Anyway when I got home let’s just say I turned into a bit of a keyboard warrior. An email to the hospital about the not very accessible toilet and one to the company the driver belonged to. He was in a van with clear company information so I used it. I haven’t heard anything back from either the company or the hospital but hey I suppose that’s what you get from complaining.

    Friday I was at knitting again nowt to report.

    Saturday went out with mum, dad and Harvey to the fire station. They were having an open day.they were doing all sorts of thing. It was hot, sunny, loud and busy. I had to move away from the groups of people, move into the shade to try and cool down and get my ear plugs out. Kids were beeping horns and setting sirens off. They send me loopy, scare me, make me panic and set of my anxiety. You know that bitch that seem to be constantly sitting on my shoulder recently.

    This is the bit I was getting back to from earlier. Saturday night came round. I went to an extremely busy service at the spiritualist church. There was only two of us there. So really busy night lol. Tracy was the medium. Yes she knows me but the stuff she came out with was amazing. It wasn’t anything we’ve discussed before. So it became a private reading night. The other lady had a reading first. During this time I decided to send some healing to all of the people named in the healing book. I held the book and sent out the healing energies. I quickly realised that some of the people named in the book are no longer on this side of life but the healing still went out to where it was needed. I know it even went to a couple of them to help the journeys they are taking.

    When things wrapped up Tracy gave me a lift home. On the trip we talked about a few different things other people and when to start calling yourself a medium. During this she said that she had absolutely no issues with me calling myself a medium and she said I was a medium. Just being told that mean so much to me. The reason this came up was because we were talking about when it’s right to call yourself a medium, giving messages to people after a service when you aren’t the medium and feeling uncomfortable using the term for the sake of it.

    But yeah she said it was ok for me to call myself a medium. In away it’s just confirmation from an outside source and telling me to accept myself and the work it brings. So I’m pretty buzzing about that. It may seem silly to you but it means so much to me and more than some people will ever realise.

    Knitting and crochet wise or yarn craft as I’ve decided to start calling it has been interesting recently. I made a blueberry the other day

    Thats was a fun little thing but other than that I’ve just been working on a tablecloth for the healing book stand. It’s becoming a bit of an epic task but it’s coming along nicely and will he done before I know it.

    Love and Light everyone.

  • What’s occurring?

    So what to talk about. It’s been forever since my last post. I think of something to write about then something else happens and I completely forget about it.

    So I may as well start with the last couple of days, weeks, months, years. I know it’s not been quite that long but it feels like it. So it was my birthday at the end of May. I had a really relaxed day and didn’t get up to much.

    Anxiety has been a bit of a bitch recently. I’ve noticed it seems to get worse if I’m on my own. I think it’s because I’ve no one to talk to about stuff with so I can’t clean it up and it just starts mulling around in my head and gradually gets worse and worse and worse. So I need people to talk to about stuff that’s been going on or people who understand me. So if anyone wants to offer their services give us a shout.

    So yarn craft wise. I decided on that to cover knitting and crochet. I think it makes it sound posh. Anyway, I’ve been doing a couple of things but mainly focusing on crochet. The cloth for the healing book stand that I’ve been working on for like 15 years or something is starting to take shape. I’m using 4ply white cotton. It’s coming along nicely. I keep changing my mind about which pattern I’m going to follow so there have been a few different things. But, I’ve decided that different patterns is the way to go. I was tempted to try filet crochet but gave up on that when I couldn’t find enough information on it. So at the moment I have like a Centre piece and some surrounding bits. I’ve decided that I’m going to keep going with squares of different patters and just put them all together at the end. I think I’ll have the Centre piece then work outward in rounds of the different squares. When I finally decide it’s big enough it will finally be finished. Well until I decide to add something else.

    I’ve downloaded and returned so many crochet books on my kindle recently it’s become a bit of a joke. I’ve learnt how to follow crochet charts and they are so much easier than written patterns. Especially for squares and stuff like that. But all the books I’ve downloaded and returned haven’t had charts in so they’ve been sent straight back. The problem is you can’t see if they have charts in until you’ve downloaded them. Pain in the arse! Onwards and upward though.

    I was at the spiritualist church tonight and there was a lady medium on that I’d never seen before. I thought she was amazing. She gave me a message. It was my gran that came through. She was being a bit awkward and almost speaking to the medium in code. So she was trying to say things without actually saying them. My gran could have been awkward with things like that at times. The thing that really got me and I found a mazing was the medium said that she was being show. Blue marbles and that things were just going round and round. Yeah that’s right especially with the neurologist. The blue marble was amazing, I put my hand in my pocket and what did I pull out:

    it’s not a marble but a little blue appetite sphere. To most people thought it could be classed as a blue marble though. It was all confirmation for me. I know my gran has been around though but it gave me a bit of a kick up the backside to start doing so work and actually pay attention to who’s around.

    With the crochet I made some bits for some friends. They received them and messaged me while I was typing this. I didn’t want to mention anything Incase they hadn’t but now I know they have I can share a picture of them.

    I made them a goddess with elemental symbols and a crochet seed of life. They seem to like them.

    That’s enough from me and I think that’s quite a detailed catch up so I’ll leave it there.

    Love and light y’all