Friday, 18 May 2018

Hey Duckie ...

I've been meaning to write up the pattern for this little guy for a-g-e-s, and with one thing and another I have procrastinated so that he's remained an undocumented doodle in my notebook.

Anyway, here he sharing his spring-time glory with the buttercups.

If you'd like to make him, just read on for the pattern.

Thursday, 10 May 2018

Horse Chestnuts in May

Ealing Common

Right now I am in thrall to the horse chestnut trees. All across West London they are in bloom, and the air is heavy with their scent. They are life-affirmingly gorgeous - unless of course you suffer from hay fever, in which case you'd probably vote to have them all chopped down overnight.

Tuesday, 8 May 2018

Calling all dog lovers ...

... you really, really have to go and see Isle of Dogs, Wes Andreson's fabulous new movie.

My son Emi, who's really big on dogs (Hello WonderDog!) and making stop-motion movies on his computer, insisted that we simply had to go and see it. So we went to see it over the sizzling bank holiday weekend, and it was sensational. Set in the near future in the (made up) Japanese city of Megasaki it tells the story of the dependable decency of dogs and their unwavering commitment to their human partners. It's a heart-warming tale that all dog-lovers will enjoy, told using painstaking stop-motion animation. It's a visual feast that never verges on being sweet or schmaltzy; the story line is quirky and full of humour.  And apparently it all kicked off in Anderson's creative mind when he saw a sign, here in London, for our very own Isle of Dogs.


Bonny x

Wednesday, 2 May 2018

The big yellows ...

 Okay. I am now officially fed up with the weather. It feels more like February than May here in London. And in my book that's bad - really, really bad. 😣

So morose did the weather make me feel today that I went burrowing into my photo archive for solace. And that's where the big yellows came in ...

Tuesday, 1 May 2018

London in the rain ...

I had to go into town for a meeting on Friday, and it was soooo cold and grey and miserable that I almost couldn't get excited about the view from the 32nd floor.

Am I the only person feeling slightly bereaved by the disappearance of spring?

All the best for now,

Bonny x