Monday, 15 October 2012

I promised to keep photo's coming.
We both really needed to escape from Soggibottom today, no matter, how much we hated to leave her, we and Freya needed to get out and about.

Eventually on such strange mornings, the day breaks and you have to move on.

One week and a day. Frankie de tabby "bless him", blends into his surroundings.

OR NOT.. depends on how you look at it.

We know that there are so many that never comment but look in here, so, thanks again to one of our very special friends who came to the rescue and gave us two rugs and a small table.. YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE ,,,,,
Not all of Freya's toys were lost. Some we managed to save, her very favourite's that were at the top to her toy box. Tweety was saved too. Along with A few others. So please guys, don't think Freya is hard done by.

There is one puff puffin that isn't too pleased to have been in the washing machine for an hour or more, but he was saved too. No one tell that he was disinfected and then put through the wash.... FOR HOURS.
After all the water.. the washing machine still works........

What would Freya do with out Puff Puffin ?
If anyone has a puff puffin, please let us know, because there are only so many times he can go through the washing machine. WE WILL PAY POSTAGE....

Frankie de tabby has a bed again, so has Freya and they are great at sharing.

The window seat where the Soggibottom bear normally sits is up and running and he will be back soon. So everyone in the village will know he is safe.

Silly things were lost in the flood. This silly bag... my grandmother gave me years ago. I will miss it.
Loads of knitting needles and STUFF. All STUFF. But I will miss this particular thing because  my grandmother gave it to me.
Why on earth did I leave it on the floor of the cupboard under the stairs ? COST ?
It's never about cost, this bag silly as it is, is irreplaceable.

The window box outside was saved. Just as well, because it had only been planted a few days before last Saturday morning.

There are some things that can't be replaced. Freya and Frankie de tabby are fine. Slightly stressed but never the less, okay. Good note, the rugs they are sitting on, are made of goat hair and were made in a far a way land .... :-) I haven't used them for years. My kids will remember them.

Freya was her normal self on her beach walk this morning.

We even went into the same shop where we brought her water bowl place mat.
THERE WAS ONE LEFT with the name Freya on it. How lucky is that ?
Before anyone asks. NO... we should, but won't claim for it on our insurance............silly stuff. Why is it that it's the silly stuff that is more important ?

See you tomorrow.
Cos I promised.
If I don't actually make it tomorrow forgive me :-) MONDAY is a busy day for phone calls.
Trying my best to get around to thanking everyone. In case I don't.
THANK YOU, every single comment is treasured. XXX You all know who you are XXX


WoolenSails said...

Love the way you did the photos, the dark blue gives it a surreal look. I wish I lived closer, I have lots of things I need to give away, lol. I hope things settle down soon and you can get back to enjoying your days again.


Chatty Crone said...

I am so sorry you had to go through all this.

Lynda (Granny K) said...

Oh Midge! How awful it must have been. I hope you are back to normal (?) soon. Sending love and hugs, Lynda xx

Old Kitty said...

Oh my stars!!! What a week for all of you!! So glad to read fabulous Frankie and Freya soldiering on like a couple of super cute furry fighters! Yay for them! Awww I do hope you find a puff puffin! I wish I had a puff puffin to give little Freya!

I'm so sorry to read about your grandmother's bag too. Oh dear. :-( But you have the memories of it and your grandmother and no amount of flooding will take them away!

Please take care and stay safe!


Anonymous said...

Lovely photos and I'm so pleased you're keeping your spirits up. I understand about the loss of the bag - my Mum died this year and sorting her house has unearthed so many wonderful memories attached to 'things'. There's a give away on my page - leave a comment if you want to be in! Gilli @ Textile Cottage Studio

Joanna said...

I'm sorry about your Grandmother's bag. That's the kind of thing that would get to me, too.

Mary Ann Tate said...

I feel so bad for you:(

This old house I live in now used to have a spring flood in the basement every year when the snow melted. Of course we didn't know this when we bought it and it came as a bit of a surprise. Apparently there is a underground waterway of sorts that runs between our house and the neighbours. We solved the problems eventually but what a mess and the smell:(

Houseelf said...

Hugs Midge. I hope the shampoo (link sent) is good- perhaps soaking the bag in a solution of the stuff will cure it?

Molly the Airedale said...

It's the little things that mean so much. ((((hugs))))

Caroline B said...

It's always the little irreplaceable things that hurt so much to lose. Are you sure it can't be washed?
Hope your Monday on the phone was productive.

Sue Doran said...

I know exactly what you mean about your knitting bag, this kind of thing isn't silly at all. Mine was made by a friend of my mum's who I called Auntie Jane as a child, she made it for me when I was 13 (phew, that's a LONG time ago!) mum was complaining about all the various half-started projects making the place look untidy. I've had it so long, I'd be devastated to lose it now, Jane was amazed when i told her recently that I still had it (and use it all the time - it's a GOOD bag!) Keep your chin up, Soggibottom famille