Greetings, greetings. Come on in, don't linger on the doorstep, your hair'll get frizzy if you stay out in that damp air for much longer.
I've got some November numbers for you today ... and if you've got any you'd like to give me in return you can link me up after you say 'hi' in the comments [and if you'd like to know what on earth I'm talking about, then all is explained here.]
For me it's been one of those months where I feel I've been constantly on the go ... and yet when it came to write it up I couldn't find a lot of evidence of that! Being busy with my campus job, my magazine work and my shop products hasn't really led to any great stories to share ... unless ...
... unless I counted up:
- how many hours it took me to write my '101 alternative crafty supplies and where to find them' post ... which may well have been 101 for all I know!
- or the longest day I spent finishing festive flavoured kits and adding them to Etsy [13hours ... if you're interested].
- or how many ridiculous new jargon words I came across in one particular Uni module. [Anyone know/care what a 'scrumfall' is? And no, it's not a James Bond movie!]
12 = the number of Doric columns in the hall at Belsay Hall, Northumberland, where we visited a Christmas fair at the start of the month:
Joia Glass, tried tasters of Cherry Brandy and then went for a wander around the hall and its grounds ... in the rain ...
We hardly bumped into anyone at all as we made our way from the hall and through the 30 acres of gardens in their autumnal, decaying, glory:
The castle began life as a fortification against conflict in the border regions [between England and Scotland] in the 14th Century!
in 1614, it was extended to become a family home for many subsequent generations:
until December 25th 1817 when the family moved into the newly built Hall:
But, alas, in 1962 the last family moved out due to dry rot eating away at many of the rooms: leaving much of it a shell:
Now my next statistics will take us from one set of bizarrely abandoned things ... to another ...
20kg / 3.15stone = the weight of the box of original retro Christmas cards I bought as a job lot! When the delivery man knocked on my door he said "Will you let me carry it in for you? It's heavy." ... and I didn't argue!
Here's what most of them looked like after James and I sorted them into piles on our living room floor:
... I counted them. All. And, give or take a few - where I went Christmas-card-blind for a while - the total I reached was ... wait for it ... 863!!! Not to mention the 5 retro Advent Calendars that nestled in amongst them all too!
I'll share more photos of the cards themselves in a future post but for now, in case you're wondering:
- I don't know where they came from, I bought them from a charity who, I assume, had them donated to them. Perhaps from a house clearance.
- Judging by how many are immaculate, still in their cellophane wrappers with many still bundled together and wrapped in brown paper packets from the manufacturer ... my guess is they were overstock from a shop during the 1970s and 80s. Where they're been in the intervening years ... I'll never know.
- And as for what I'm going to do with them ... well, you'll find 5 of them inside each of the 'Festive Junk Journals' in my shop. And I'll offer some for sale individually too eventually [or you can get n touch if you fancy buying a lucky dip pack or ... whatever! There's plenty to go around!].
6 = the number of Santas who rode past us on motorbikes as we headed home on Saturday! And, once we were home I ate my 1st iced mince pie of the season. Ho ho ho indeed!
There were doubtless more Novemberish numbers ... but I'll better get out of the way for now ... I can feel an eager December waiting in the wings ready to put on a full festive performance.
If you'd like to join me with your statistics ... you're very welcome to. I've not been perfect at pinning and commenting everyone's in recent months ... but I'll keep trying! Just let me know if I've missed you.
See you soon.