Autumn days when the grass is jewelled

Autumn days when the grass is jewelled
And the silk inside a chestnut shell
Jet planes meeting in the air to be refuelled
All these things I love so well
(Chorus)So I mustn’t forget
No I mustn’t forget
To say a great big thank you
I mustn’t forget
Another primary school memory there, I love that song, that’s just the first verse and the chorus though and I love love love autumn, it’s my favourite time of year, I nearly crashed my bike this morning trying to stop quickly at the bottom of Lochdougan drive so that I could pick up this bunch of leaves with it’s acorn.

This is my collection of acorns and chestnuts and beech nuts so far. We were out on saturday and found a whole lane covered with conkers, it was horrible to be crushing them all as we drove over, thankfully it was a very quiet road because I stopped in the middle of it to get out and collect a huge pile of them. I need to make some new plant pots quickly to get them all planted up in. I’ve got a bigger harvest this year than ever before.

We had a really great weekend, very busy but sunny and fun. We had lovely dinner guests last night too, Sue and Dave came round. It was great to show off all my pots, it’s lovely having people who are interested in which plates and bowls they get their dinner in. I hope you two had a good time too, enjoy the rest of your holidays.

Today I’ve been pulling handles on big fat jugs, putting handles on puzzle jugs and cutting the holes in them and then throwing this afternoon. It was a bit of a disjointed throwing session, a couple of these, three of them, trying to make up orders that people have placed for Christmas stock. I had to do some teapots, I’m not very good at teapots, they make me worry, so I put them off and put them off.

While I was down in London Annabelle took me on the sunday morning to the flower market at Columbia Road. It was fabulous, it was a glorious sunny morning, we coffee and sticky cakes in a cafe on the corner with musicians in the street outside. I loved all the stalls and the vendors shouting out their special offers in that real London accent that they have – Amanda it was just like Mary Poppins!

I thought this wee man was great, I took loads of pictures of him, I hope he didn’t notice. Annabelle had been hoping to take me to see a photographer there that sets up a different set each sunday morning and you can have your picture taken to whatever theme he is using that week, then he puts them up on his website and you can buy them if you wish. Unfortunatly he was closed that day which was a shame as the pics Annabelle showed me that she’d had done with friends are lovely.
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4 Responses to Autumn days when the grass is jewelled

  1. potterboy says:

    It couldn’t possibly have been like ‘Mayory Poppins’ – nothing’s as cockaney as that, gawd blimey, love a duck.I do a mean impersonation of Dick van Dyke’s dancing on the chim chimaney though – step in time.Sorry – one of my all time favourite films…

  2. Ron says:

    Hey that’s my uncle Frank!

  3. Becky says:

    Mary Poppins or My Fair Lady. Either way, your post made me wish I was back in London for another visit. And I love your “gathering” photo. Conkers = acorns?

  4. soubriquet says:

    That’s a seriously nice puzzle-jug.

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