Showing posts with label autumn. Show all posts
Showing posts with label autumn. Show all posts

Saturday, 31 October 2015

Strolling Just Strolling

Do you remember the tune 
Strolling just strolling,  
In the cool of the evening air, 
I don't envy the rich in their automobiles, 
 For a motor car is phoney.
I'd rather have Shanks's pony, 
When I'm strolling, just strolling, 
With the light of the moon above, 
Every night I go out strolling,  
And I know my luck is rolling, 
When I'm strolling with the one I love. 
Flanagan and Allen sang it, then me as I strolled through
 Healey Dell with Mr Dapper Chap after having a late lunch in the tea rooms.
Back home just before it got to dark to see our hands in front of our faces.
 Hmm, must be a song in there somewhere.

 Here's a two for one outfit I put together, sticking with the 
autumn/halloween colours. 
It's my Seaforth vintage blouse and  St. Michaels polyester frock






Strolling Just Strolling

Do you remember the tune 
Strolling just strolling,  
In the cool of the evening air, 
I don't envy the rich in their automobiles, 
 For a motor car is phoney.
I'd rather have Shanks's pony, 
When I'm strolling, just strolling, 
With the light of the moon above, 
Every night I go out strolling,  
And I know my luck is rolling, 
When I'm strolling with the one I love. 
Flanagan and Allen sang it, then me as I strolled through
 Healey Dell with Mr Dapper Chap after having a late lunch in the tea rooms.
Back home just before it got to dark to see our hands in front of our faces.
 Hmm, must be a song in there somewhere.

 Here's a two for one outfit I put together, sticking with the 
autumn/halloween colours. 
It's my Seaforth vintage blouse and  St. Michaels polyester frock






Tuesday, 13 November 2012

Christmas is in Autumn

Well it was at Sunnybank Day Centre's Craft Club yesterday.


Members made these felt Christmas trees
93 year old Lily was struggling with the sewing so we cheated and glued her beads and buttons on.

Susan's own felt decorations


 After a cuppa we all sat back and listened to what factoids Susan had come up with this time.
They are never what you expect.  So, no they were'nt about Christmas.  She said that we had jumped a season by doing the felt trees and so after reading out some poetry by Keats we were expected to know that she would be talking about AUTUMN.


Now unfortunately Pauline made off with the sheet of facts so I can't let you in on the pearls of wisdom thrown at us, but suffice it to say they were as usual funny and informative.
One snippet I remember was that on the first day of autumn and the first day of spring if you stand an egg on its bottom it will not fall over.  It only works on those particular days appparently. So get that in your diary to try out.

Susan did tell us about going to see New England in the Fall and only seeing one tree and that was on a car park. Apparently they had got there to early.

Christmas is in Autumn

Well it was at Sunnybank Day Centre's Craft Club yesterday.


Members made these felt Christmas trees
93 year old Lily was struggling with the sewing so we cheated and glued her beads and buttons on.

Susan's own felt decorations


 After a cuppa we all sat back and listened to what factoids Susan had come up with this time.
They are never what you expect.  So, no they were'nt about Christmas.  She said that we had jumped a season by doing the felt trees and so after reading out some poetry by Keats we were expected to know that she would be talking about AUTUMN.


Now unfortunately Pauline made off with the sheet of facts so I can't let you in on the pearls of wisdom thrown at us, but suffice it to say they were as usual funny and informative.
One snippet I remember was that on the first day of autumn and the first day of spring if you stand an egg on its bottom it will not fall over.  It only works on those particular days appparently. So get that in your diary to try out.

Susan did tell us about going to see New England in the Fall and only seeing one tree and that was on a car park. Apparently they had got there to early.