I've been trying all afternoon to get a decent picture of my latest windmill. The light is dire. It's unbelievable to think tomorrow is mid-summer. With the rain lashing down and the wind howling down the chimney it's more like February. Not that I mind, really. The thought of a swelteringly hot day brings me out in a rash, although I would like to be able to hang my washing out and finally plant out my pumpkins.
But, back to windmills. I tried making several 18cm ones with card, but as soon as you bend the corners in, the inner paper buckles and creases, so I tried this 25cm one with just thick-ish paper:
Yum. Love it.
I don't know what's wrong with me, but I've been absolutely starving all day. Perhaps it's the wintery weather making me feel like stocking up and hibernating, but I don't think even bears eat as much as I have today. Possibly the entire punnet of cherries and the huge bowl of home-made popcorn were a step too far. I am so looking forward to dinner!
Oh, and a very Happy Birthday to my sister Amy Spud (23 today) who was taken to a matinee performance of The Lion King in London this afternoon, and Lovely Jon's mum Mummy Bridget (not saying) and his sister Hannah Spannah (24). Today is an expensive day.