Echoes of a Dream

Hello, I'm Jeremy

Hello my name is Jeremy and I am a friend of Simmy. It's so nice to meet you all at last. I was beginning to think that I would never make by debut into this blogworld. I mean, do you know how long it took her to make my shoes? Of course a chap never goes out without the correct shoes. So I have been standing in my bare feet for two days looking at Raj's easter garden. Now I can think of worse places to stand.  At least I've been able to watch that tree blossom and the caterpillar metamorphasise but I have had to cancel two important meetings in town (that's London town to you foreign types). You see I am a tour guide and I take all these foreign chappies around London. We do the usual haunts - Queenie's palace, a few galleries, Downing street, Trafalgar square, Soho - oh you know where I mean. I try to add a little bit of sparkle depending on which country my visitors are from. You see the American's like to go to the theatre and take tea at Fortnum's, the Japanese like the famous sites... oh blimey Simmy's coming back and I was supposed to be telling you about the shoes.

Quickly listen to this. She had four attempts at making my shoes! Here is a photograph of all of them. The ones on the left were the first pair - look at the size of them - she had to turn them into my feet! The second pair - can I think of anything positive to say about them? They were too tight and what a ghastly style. The third pair - blue. I ask you has the girl got any fashion sense? These were a cut down pattern of the final ones. Luckily she abandoned them halfway. Finally, thanks to Vicki over at Turkey Feathers I got the shoes of my dreams. Brown, sturdy, room for movement and rather stylish (yes, I know they have black laces but what can I do). Vicky I love you and if you ever come to England I will take you to tea somewhere nice in the Cotswolds.

Must go, she's coming but here's another photograph of yours truly. Love and kisses to you all, Jeremy. xxxxx

   

PS I'm not usually the complaining type but that document case she made for me is a tad too small for my use. I need a briefcase or satchel type bag - preferably leather. Could someone have a word in her ear please? 

Sneak preview .......

What a lovely weekend has gone by. I do so love all the festivals - they are a time for anticipation, reverence and wonder. They nourish our souls and they connect us to a greater rythmn that is present in the universe. Christmas is my big and favourite one I must admit but I do enjoy Easter too. It's a time when we start breathing out after the inward breathing of winter. Eostre was the goddess of Spring to our ancestors and she brought new life and light to the world. Death and resurrection are the two main features at this time and I suppose you can see this in nature when the little seed swells and splits apart, giving up it's existence to grow into new life.  It's also portrayed so well in the Easter garden that we made when the caterpillar was transformed into a butterfly. Raj was awestruck when he found that this had happened to his caterpillar and similarly when he found all the eggs hidden by the Easter hare. On another note it's also a time to get together with friends and family and so this afternoon we had 14 to tea. There was a splendid feast - hot cross buns, simnel cake and bridge rolls with salmon (sadly I forgot to take a photo and it all disappeared rather quickly).

Other than eating and planting seeds over these four days I did manage to make Sally.

She was supposed to be a sock doll but could I find any suitable socks? In the end I used an old cardigan of Amber's that had shrunk in the wash and the head was one of my usual (waldorf) ones. It took a lot longer than if I had had socks but I am pleased with the result. She is supposed to be holding a little dolly which I should have made but I got distracted by Jeremy. Here is a sneak preview of Jeremy. More of him tomorrow after I have been clothes shopping with Amber.....