A Bug's Life

I've been sorting through heaps of paper, and a 6" pile has gone for recycling since yesterday, including a book on FORTRAN which was older than me!

I was surprised to come across a box of assorted beads, I'd been acquiring them when I was going to spangle some bobbins. Nothing much special, mostly plastic with a few glass, but it was nice to rootle through and find that I liked them as much now as when I got them. I'll put them away for now, but look forward to using them when I get back from Edinburgh.

We need boxes - lots of boxes. The sorting (into Edinburgh-now (S is making a trip on Aug 2-3)/Ed-Sep/CambTillSep2008) is in many unwieldy heaps, scattered about the house. The Shelf of Free has overflowed, and is surrounded by Little Heaps of Free. Small box of gouache paints anyone? Or poster paints? The tenants are coming to make final arrangements in a week - maybe they will want to take some stuff away and bring it back shortly thereafter :-)

Hark! the sound of silence. This means the laundry is finished washing. Once I've dried a few things, I'll go off to the Folk Festival.