Father,dear Father.

I am getting old . I remember that TV series. But the reason the title came to mind I because I have two fathers in my life. My own Dad, Jack. And my husband Bobby, who is a Dad for whom I have Father's Day responsibilities. My Dad is at the stage, at 78, where he has all the things he wants and needs, which leaves us with a problem on birthdays, Xmas Etc. Thank goodness for Gillette. He's interested in Churchill (the great leader, not the insurance company) at the moment, but my sis got in first and bought him some history DVDs. My husband on the other hand, always appreciates music, so I bought him a punk rock cd. He can dead fly to Jilted John, all he wants. I buy for Bobby because his daughter is unable to do so as she has learning difficulties.
So I made a couple of cards.

Wellington from Do Crafts is always handy, and I combined it with K and Co papers, Do crafts paper and Melissa Francis stickers.
To all those Dads out there, and to those sadly passed. Many thoughts and blessings.

Me and my Dad considering ice cream in the Hard Rock Cafe in Krakow.

Catcha later, Kat

Bucket list, bronchitis, birthday and betrayal.

We went to London for a break. Took in some shows and saw some of the sights, but I also got to tick two things off of the old bucket list.
One was to visit Liberty of London and take a look round their amazing haberdashery. It's so beautiful and I shall go back to spend more time there. They have an amazing hanging display made with some of their amazing fabric.

I was naughty and bought a few bits and pieces.
And so to the recurrence of the chest infection that floored me over Easter and put paid to crafting for almost a month. But it wasn't so bad second time round.
So when I did get round to some scrapping, I settled  on pictures of my other bucket list tick: a visit to the Natural history museum to see Dippy the Diplodocus before they replace him with a Blue whale.

Kept this one simple with some quality postcards, K and Co paper and some chipboard stickers from Maggie Holmes. I am now back in the zone. Even did some Father's Day cards, prepped a couple of project life spreads and did a mini journal of the London trip.
And finally a thought or more a question. When someone turns out to be less of the person you admired, but has not offended you personally, is it a betrayal or just a disappointment.

Catcha later. I'm off to comment on some blogs.