Pause and play

I give thanks for trying out couch potato as I watched how to make Portuguese custard tarts on Bake Off last night. I had my first one of those as I travelled down on the train a couple of weeks ago and now realise it would probably be easier to go back up (or to another large station with the same food outlet) than attempt to make my own. I give thanks for pause and play so a snooze could overcome me.

For an interesting look at Barbie dolls on a later programme with Mary Portas (another non Barbie, non Barbie owner of a similar age) trying to pick apart the layers of genderisation of toys and children within the limits of an hour of prime time TV. It's a subject that has puzzled and troubled me since a store grotto Santa gave my brother a coveted battleship and five year old me an unwanted baby doll; that I delved into with glee in my brief access to university anthropological libraries.. and am pleased to see has become a topic for general popular debate.

I give thanks for the bright moon lighting up the clouds that covered it. For the dazzle of sunshine on the sea...the smell of new mown grass.

I give thanks for getting on with that which must be done, and in between dabbling with crafts for the library sale. Yes, I know I said I'd finished my contribution but realised I could usefully use up more materials from my stash if I did more so I've made a couple of pads to go with the cushion covers from spare fabric and filling and am working towards the end of a long running knitted blanket.

I give thanks for rearranging my scheduled activities for the next few days so I could give Molly the cat a bit of attention while Mima is away without having to walk across town. I give thanks she left me cake as I was very ready for a cuppa and a sweet treat after getting off a very crowded bus! For Imee Ooi's Om Mani Padme Hum in my ears drowning out less savoury sounds...
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=t8mWj-qfCW8