Back in time!

Well my patchwork life is continuing well. Yesterday I took time out to go back in time! My office is in the Spa town of Llandrindod Wells. Each year they have a Victorian week where hundreds of people come dressed in period costume and they shop, and eat and talk ... I think! but all the shops change their window displays accordingly, it is really quite surreal!














Then today we took an trip to Ikea as you can see the kids really feel at home there and they hate us going to the bargain corner so they hide the 2 foot high sign and tried to hide this one but their just not big enough!

Patchwork Life

I think that I'm quite good at multitasking, however, under stress I find I revert to being narrowly single task focussed. I have a filmmaking commission I'm working on at the moment and many things I'd usually do are suffering: less walking, less trips with the kids, less simple pleasures.


Today I had a meeting for work at Staylittle; one of my favorite places. I took the time to leave early so I could stop, read my bible, walk & pray on the hill above the lake (LLyn Llewedog - pronounced Klin Clew ed og) then after the meeting I went for a walk and bought some lunch in the village shop. Then on the way home I stopped in Llanidloes (clan id loy s) and went to a patchwork quilt exhibition in the local art gallery. I think I might be inspired to try learning to make one!
Simple little intentional actions in different areas can mix together. If I'm at work it doesn't mean I can't mix in other things, If I'm busy I might be more productive if I do sessions of a variety of things rather than just one till I get it done. In a film called 'About a Boy' the main character starts by saying he divides his day into 48 half hours sections and allocated them to different activities. I like that.... perhaps my inspiration to patchwork could become an organisation ideology as well.

United values

Last weekend, driving up through the Lake District to visit the Church holiday was stunning.(hence the pictures) By contrast, this weekend was supposed to be relaxing, catching up on some of the chores on the farm, and do some extra work on our business. However, Dad managed to experience a nasty breaking of his leg. This meant the weekend was a little more stressful, with another trip to Manchester and a couple of hospital visits.

One weird thing was that because Dad was in hospital there was a free spare ticket to go with Mark (my brother) to see Manchester United at Old Trafford. We were all there and we weren't doing anything and.... not one of us wanted to go! It just seems so wrong, such a insult to not tack advantage of something that most of the world values. I find it intriguing how people value different things, and how our own value systems change. I used to love United and hate church, and now I can't be bothered going to a match for free and I travel anywhere and give lots of cash to sit under the teaching of people who really KNOW and love God.