What Happened?

Where have all those weeks since I last posted gone? April seems to have swept by in a haze of uncharacteristic warmth.  Blossoms have come and gone, the dusty yellow pollen coating everything has finally been washed away by this weekend’s rain and the world has settled into the lush greenery of late Spring in England.

So, what have I been doing that kept me from writing for so long?

Early April was devoted in part to clearing the garden, which has been left to its own devices for far too long. Several trips to the dump with the trailer (6′ x 4′) full to overflowing with bits of hedge, trees and other fallout from our efforts to reclaim some garden back from Nature’s enthusiasm. There is still a vast amount to be done, but at least I managed to plant some potatoes and onions, as well as sowing tomatoes, peppers, melon and various other odds and sods. I need to find the time to pot the seedlings up at some point as it is getting hard to maintain the water levels they need in seed trays now.

The second half of April was rather busy with the Easter holidays (why do people always wait until my children are off school to beat a path to my door with work?), closely followed by May Bank Holiday and of course the Other Celebrations. A Prince wed a commoner with all the pomp, ceremony and celebration that this nation does so uniquely and splendidly. I was working at the Battersea Royal Wedding Street Party that day, so only glimpsed snippets of the event, but, my word, the cheering, flag-waving and clapping* was a joy to experience. (*with added hysteria supplied by tourists). It is so nice to know that however jaded and proto-Republican the sentiments of this country become, it is nigh impossible to resist the lure of such a celebration. What a lovely day.

May brought celebrations of a less public nature last week with our 19th anniversary (of getting together),  my son’s 11th birthday (gasp – another decade bites the dust!) on Friday and our 17th wedding anniversary on Saturday. No rest for the wicked on Sunday either, with a 6am start for the Cowpie event, where I was trading in Fiery Jack’s Medieval Village hindered helped by the children.

In between all that, I have bridesmaids’ dresses and various other commissions to be getting on with, as well as making more stock for forthcoming Medieval events. On that note, I’d best get on with it.