Thursday, 31 July 2014

St Ives scrapbook page

St Ives Scrapbook page

In 1954 I was sent away to stay with a family friend I called aunty Grace as my mother was very ill after the birth of my younger sister. Aunty Grace lived in Cornwall England in a fishing village called St Ives. She lived within walking distance of one of the most beautiful beaches in England. I stayed with her and her family a whole summer and loved it! I learnt to speak English very quickly (as small children do) and I basked in the love of aunty Grace and her family. She had always wanted a girl (and had only sons) and I was made a fuss of, showed off and pampered. Aunty Grace had a lovely voice and was always singing. I have such dear memories of that summer and it has shaped me into the person I now am. Aunty Grace has long since passed away but her family members still consider me a part of the family.

Photos: top left: Me and David Buckingham, Grace’s son. Top right:  Me and Grace Buckingham at the gate of Sylvania, Ayr Terrace, St Ives.

I haven’t been able to do any scrapbooking for a few months as my scraproom has been turned into a guest room for visitors and then we’ve been away visiting family as well.
I love doing the challenges from CSI Color, stories and inspiration, especially when they give you a sketch to work from.

I’m back for Case file 131 and this is my solution.

The colours are there. The orange is in the bird and the blue is a tiny dot on the head of the butterfly.

The evidence is found in the wet medium (ink spray), wood grain, string, animal accents (butterfly and bird), polka dots (the gesso dots) and the brads.

The testimony was inspired by a Sunday Stealing prompt: Earliest childhood summer memory.

The journaling at the bottom of the page reads: Staying for three months in St Ives with aunty Grace.

That's it from me for today.
God bless and .......... keep scrapping!

Monday, 21 July 2014


Hi everyone,

I haven’t blogged for a while because I've been away from my computer. It’s holiday time in the northern hemisphere and my husband and I drove to the Algarve in Portugal. A beautiful part of the world!

We went to the westernmost cape and looked over the ocean (nothing between here and America).
There’s a sort of fortress as in olden days this point was of strategic value.

We stayed in this beautiful villa with DS and DD-in-Law plus children. 

When the children had gone to bed we could relax and put our feet up with some supper.

One of the highlights was a boat trip along the coast to see the caves.

 Gorgeous beyond words.

This ice cream parlour had been there for donkey’s years and there was a black and white photo of the proprietors on the wall in the shop. Interesting....

The ice cream was lovely but this part of Portugal is renowned for its fish. 

We went to a brilliant fish restaurant and had a fantastic meal.

Thank you for your interest in what’s going on in my life.
God bless and.... keep scrapping!