I think maybe jewellers are like buses - one moment there aren’t any and the next there’s two along at once! I told you last week that my jeweller had blown me out. Well, I did as my friend Angela says and didn’t explode in her direction, wishing her the biblical plagues of Egypt - instead I was polite and nice. I emailed, wishing her well in her other house and said that if she found she did have enough stock then I’d still like to exhibit her work.

Well, you definitely get more with honey then vinegar; she’s borrowed another display case from her friend and is bringing her stuff over tomorrow. In the interim, I have agreed to take on another jeweller who contacted a friend of mine looking for space in an open house, so the house will be adorned this year. Though there’s still no word from my wood-turner woman - so the plagues of Egypt may have another destination! No, no, no I must remember to be nice.

Did I tell you I’m on a diet… sorry a ‘healthy eating plan'. Well I spent a delightful hour this week pawing through banned cookbooks trying to decide which cakes I’m going to cook for the festival. I’ve decided on 12 cakes, 3 different cakes each weekend yum! yum! yum! yum! yum! I’m amazed I didn’t put on any weight just looking.
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