I had some homeopathic burn ointment which I applied, it soothed it and I put a plaster over it to protect it.

Did I mention that was a few days ago? Try as I might, I could not get the plaster off. It was welded to my arm. Now, I don’t have hairy arms (pride myself on near-alopecia where body hair is concerned) but I darn well GLUED the plaster over a few fine (painful) hairs, and it continued to refuse to move.

It got covered in paint, glue, various foodstuffs (it hasn’t helped that I’ve been reading Roald Dahls “The Twits” to the children and it is very close to the bone)

So this evening, after dinner I decided that it needed to come off. I was slowly prising it off, considering the possibility of paying to go under general anaesthetic to remove it, and while feeling decidedly faint, asked Fergal to “just yank it off” (in fairness to him he didn’t want to and didn’t relish the eventual pull-off) and had a Very Near Fainting Experience (necessitated me putting my head between my knees Yes, that bad)

I limped to the sofa, helped by my dear sons and daughter who all gave me kisses, lots of sympathy, a rice krispie bun

(my daughter, who obviously wasn’t quite as sympathetic as the boys, robbed me of the jelly diamond on top… the cruel wench)

(yes, my hand looks decidedly wierd… hmmm. And note eldest son trying to distract me from fainting with talk of lego)

and when I was lying prostrate, moaning on the couch in Near Faint Delirium: a pot of tea. Beloved Husband bandaged my arm which elicited even more sympathy (always good) and I was given some beautiful cards made by my artistic sons, a cuddle from Pebbles topped it all.

I’m considering making up some ailment tomorrow The bee-sting I received last week seems to be flaring up all of a sudden, so I reckon tomorrow could be even worse than today.

It’s hard when you are of delicate disposition.

*Sigh*

I completed this cardigan for Hannah, (I was going to do a tutorial, but I made it up as I went along, measuring it against another cardigan, so I’ll have to sit down and work out what I actually did)

this matching bag

and this corsage for her lovely mother !

I’m inundated with work to do for college- I’m finishing by the end of June, and have assignments to do, homeopathic cases to write up and prescribe on.

I’ve spent the afternoon with Flash the rooster, crowing in the backgound,

Pebbles lying on my feet, and the cats prowling around trying to drink the milk from the jug.

It’s hard work… but someones gotta do it

My dear friend Tara came over yesterday and we had a lovely lunch and chat.

A little present of a gorgeous magazine for my cup of tea in the afternoon….

And some artworks… (I need to balance my brain after all the Homeopathy case work…) these ones are mixed media, paint and collage, not finished yet, have to and have a think where to go next with these

This is collage, a bit strange I know, more work to do…

“The Forgetting and the Remembering”

This is mixed media also: paint, collage, hand dyed vintage laces and buttons

And a few tags, they are ATC size, double the delight!!!

I’m almost finished a four-year Homeopathy course, and I’m now insured to take cases under supervision. We have always used Homeopathy, and have only needed to bring our little ones to a doctor twice, no, three times I think, in the past twelve years, for diagnosis only. It has been, quite simply, a life saver, and I don’t know how anyone could have children without it… 

And yesterday I was honoured to be asked to give a class on Homeopathy in Pregnancy at a Spiritual Midwifery Course in Co. Clare. It was a great day, we had a fantastic discussion. It is great to know that there are so many people out there using Homeopathy effectively, quickly and safely, and seeing the extraordinary results, especially during pregnancy and in childhood.

So after an hour or two case typing, I had to take a break. (As a quick adjunct here: we have been using cloth nappies for over a year and have found them fantastic. Until recently, that is, when our little one seemed irritated by them So after a chat with my Nappy-Expert, dear old Gertie, m plan of action was to wash the nappies with a dishwasher tablet to take out any detergent, and then wash with Dr. Bronners. I’ll let you know how I get on…) Why I came to telling you this was because when I took my break I went out to hang out clothes on the washing line, in the sunshine! Needless to say the weather has been simply glorious these past few days. And running around in the sunshine was our little dog, Pebbles, looking rather delightful, don’t you think in her red bandana?

(She needs a good grooming… a little bit felted here and there, I’m afraid…   )

Fergal and the boys are getting our hen-run ready for the imminent arrival of a few hen this week. Their fencing has been re-inforced, house cleaned and readied. Water, food, laying boxes, perches… My friend Mary is donating a rooster to mind his ladies…

 Oh, I cannot wait.