Making

A few hour’s work

The story so far: Bought a new book: Earthbag Building Had a delivery of 500 polyprop bags Marked out the circle and started digging out the foundations I ache

We're running out of space, so we are building a garden room.

I’ve never written a song I don’t really know how to play the Ukulele So when asked by a friend to write her a song celebrating her recovery from the removal of a tumour, I grabbed my daughter for assistance and away we went. It should be noted that the “choir” were mostly reading the lyrics for the first time. Song for Sam First it was some numbness,but not one t’make a big fuss,

You’ve got to admire the level of research. Although maybe it’s time to show them I have other interests.1 I have no other interests ↩︎