Sore finger?

Before we begin, I must explain that my statistics show that I mention flowers 53% more than the average blipper. (That's probably gone up to 55% now!). So although I am obviously going to have to mention the items that begin with "f", I am going to call them "bert" for the purpose of this journal entry.

Spring has definitely sprung. Corin went out for a long jaunt on his motorbike this afternoon, drank tea, chatted with strangers on canal barges and apparently had a "most pleasant" afternoon - sometimes, he speaks proper posh, he does!

Meanwhile, back at the ranch, because it was sunny and I seem to have caught up on my sleep, I went on what can only be described as a major cleaning frenzy. This was after I marked 20 coursework folders (happy happy, joy joy). The place has been blitzed. I was even contemplating ironing. Might do that in a bit if there is something interesting on the magic picture box.

After all that, I began stuffing large heart shaped lollypops into purple and gold bags. Then I had to manually twist two purple berts together and wrap them round each lolly in gold bags, and then twist two gold berts together to wrap them round the purple bags. My left hand index finger is sore as sore can be, as the berts are attached to really fine (paper covered) wire.

In my head it was a great idea to have the berts attached to the lollipop bags. In reality, I have come to think of them as annoying, silly berts.

they look pretty though :-)

Another job jobbed.