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Fighting over a duck...

I love where I live. I have the sea within an easy walk as well as shops and a lovely weekly market (more about that next week…) I can see across to my beloved Purbeck Hills. (I don’t know what it is about hills, but they always make me feel better. I think it’s something about how long they’ve been around and how much they’ve seen that puts my worries back into proportion.) I love the Quay and the fishermen and all the friendly people and the way that strange things seem to happen…


You don't believe me? Then have a look at this - https://www.bournemouthecho.co.uk/news/23637553.police-called-tatnam-road-poole-fight-duck/ That’s just across the main road from where I live, and there aren’t any duck ponds anywhere near it, so where did the duck come from? And I so love the way it ends ‘The whereabouts of the duck is unknown…’ Yes, it should be ‘are’ not ‘is’ but it’s community news and I’m lucky enough to live in a friendly small community.


I’m also lucky enough to be at the finishing-up stage of my craft projects, because, unlike Amy Hammond, I don’t like having too many projects on the go. I’ve just finished a little English Flower Garden quilt to go along the back of my sofa in the living room and it was slightly more complicated than I expected because all the pieces had to be in a precise order. But I remembered a technique I hadn’t used for half a century and it came together nicely and now I’m looking forward to quilting it as the weather cools. So that’s today’s picture.



Something else I’m looking forward to is doing the last draft of my next Amy Hammond all ready for September, and researching the next one I’m writing. Then there’s a new series set at the Harbourside and the last Lavender House so it’s one of the times when I’m happily busy and planning and scheming and dreaming. Nothing too big or expensive, but I’d love to hear about what you’re doing…

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