I’m back from a lovely weekend away crafting in Milton Keynes. Not the most glamorous of places but if you have crafting and good company who needs anything else?
I even managed to get the journalling done on this one. We stayed in cabins during our Lapland holiday and there was a drop box for the keys, so they didn’t get lost in the snow. But we don’t need snow to lose our keys!
I always have trouble getting Puddle Duck ready and out of the door on time, but having to put on snowsuits and boots makes it even harder. I was worried we were going to miss the coach for our Husky Expereince and I couldn’t find the keys. I asked Puddle Duck to run round to the coach and tell them I was on my way, but she refused to go without me. So I had to put her on the bus and then go back to look for the keys.
I looked everywhere I thought I could have put them including on the floor incase they’d fallen off the table. Still I couldn’t find them. I ran back to the bus and asked Puddle Duck if she’d moved them. I couldn’t believe it when she said she’d put them under the bed so that she could see them while she was lying on the floor colouring!
This story doesn’t fit in with Sian’s theme of precious things, but I’ll link it up none the less and if you want to read some more stories, grab yourself a cuppa and pop over to see Sian.