Well, that was the week that was!
The first week back at school for the girls, busy, but uneventful otherwise.
Just don't know what happened on the blogging front other than not a lot, obviously!!
Brunnell is away again, back in his second home (or so it would seem), India.
I offered to go with him. I even have a visa all ready to go. But he declined my offer. Some lame excuse about work. In actuality, he knows I would have him in a tuk tuk, hurtling down some fast alleyway, and 'work' is obviously a less high-risk option. Next time then Brunnell?
So, while the cat's away, the mice will have just a wee play then.
Another orphaned kokeshi has joined our 'growing' family.
She's the plain one in the back. How could I not bring her home?
Milly has been doing a homework project on family histories.
That entailed getting down into the garage and unearthing some of my old family photos.
So many stories. So many romantic myths. So many gaps.
On one side of my family we are Guinness's - yes the brewery Guinness - except my grandmother would never talk about her mother, other than to show us who she is on the Guinness family tree, and she doesn't appear in any photos. On the other side, we are the rightful heirs to a Scottish castle - except there was a fire, and the deeds disappeared. Only to reappear mysteriously in the hands of another relative who claimed everything, disowning us entirely.
I think that last story is more romantic myth than truth, but Mama used to swear it was true, and I did once have a chance to visit the castle in Scotland. It was very Macbeth! And well, when tracing the lineage, there was a fire, & there is a distinct 'name change' that makes one think there could be a tiny element of truth to her story.
The old photo is of my grandfather's family. He is the little boy with the bow! My girls are fascinated by the fact that he was one of 12 children, six boys and six girls, and the girls all had names that were either flowers or precious gems - Rosa May, Daphne, Lily, Ruby Violet, Pearl Edith Olive, & Ivy Camellia. And their mother's name was Camellia.
Milly fancies changing her name from Millicent Amelia to Millicent Camellia!
Flowers must run in the family because when I was small I was adamant that my name was to be Marigold!
So, in a way, it's quite appropriate that I'm linking this post to Jane's 'flowers in the house', which is one of my very favourite linkys, over at Small But Charming.
It's camellias all the way for us this month.
Amanda xxPin It