As you can see, this is not one of my better cards but hey you can't be fabulous all the time and I'm short of time today. (The photo is sub-standard also, it's snowing currently and very grey outside.) I punched a flower from a Post-it and sponged through the aperture with Dried Marigold DI and then overstamped with my ancient one and only music stamp. I added the SU ivy by placing the punched out flower post-it and using it as a mask. The badly stamped sentiment is by Penny Black, oh well I'll just have to send this one to someone whose eyesight is not too good!
The weather has been crappy lately so I've hardly taken any photo's this year but last week we did have one lovely day where the sun actually made an appearance so I grabbed the opportunity and got out there. We just went to the nearby pretty village of Cuckfield where I captured these shots.
We took a walk through the churchyard of Holy Trinity, the parish church where I once endured the most interminable christening.
It was this time of year and one of those affairs where there are several babies to be baptised in one service which went on forever. After the christenings the vicar then launched into Holy Communion and droned on for an hour praying for just about everyone in West Sussex individually, it seemed. He then suggested the 'happy clappy' nonsense that we should hug the person next to us...yuk, no thanks mate. The Church was baltic and my arse was frozen to the hard, icy pew by this time. So after hearing more prayers for the Bishop of Chichester who was about to retire and poor Gladys from the village who had gone to meet her maker the previous week I decided to make a hasty exit before I was next to die, from hypothermia !!
I hope my friend forgave me for giving the 'do' afterwards to celebrate her little boy's baptism, a miss. I was just so perishing cold I had to go home and thaw out.
Poor Sarah, it sounds like she had a hard life but at least she was appreciated.
Wasn't permitted to lunch here as it doesn't serve the right beer! Instead we went to another freezing cold establishment where the punters had coats over their laps to keep warm. What is it about Cuckfield ?
On the night shift tonight but I'll be back soon to show you last week's chazza finds.