Are we really up to week 8? Are you all bored with the game now? I suspect we have all had enough of it by now, so last week will be the last.
I better put you all out of your misery and provide the solution to the second picture from last week, as I suspected the first was super easy, the second one had you all stumped.
Yes the second photo was some of the card making kit that I bought from Lidl for the grand price of £1.49. For that I got four cards and envelopes and a load of things to stick on. Yes that's right, I've started getting ready for Christmas and as I blogged the photo last week I believe that means I was first to mention it Little Miss Ho Ho Ho.
I am of course now kicking myself for not buying more. I hadn't realised how easy it was to make your own cards and make them very individual at the same time. I would love to share them with you, but that would spoil the surprise when your very own card makes it's way to you.
If any of our readers have any good ideas for home made presents or wants a Lorna original for Christmas, just leave us a message. As I mentioned before, all comments are moderated and so if you do leave us a private message we will never publish it's contents.
I'll leave you all with a pic of my home made toffee. It's the everlasting, stick your teeth together stuff that we always had as kids for Bonfire Night. (There was no such thing as Halloween when I was a girl.) At least it should keep those pesky trick or treaters quiet.
Not only do I get to feel good about the fact I am currently only a third of a percent of those eligible in England (yes that means only 3 in 1000 are registered as bone marrow donors) I also get a funky blue card to carry around with me. Watch out people of Wolves, I intend to flash it whenever possible and hopefully get a few more joining in.
18 to 40? painless to register, just a quick swab inside the cheek.
OK I know it's the 21st and in the past I would have been posting photos of my garden, but to be honest there isn't alot to show you. I haven't got the hang of year round growing so with the exception of one leek and raspberries which are still growing, still ripening and yet have no flavour, there is nothing to see. I'd like to say next year will be different, but I'll probably fail yet again. Story of my life, a heap of good intentions which inevitably end in either disaster or a bag at the back of the under stairs' cupboard. I wish like Roo and Paula I could actually finish my projects. I mean come on, Paula has been ill and look what she gets done!
As some kind soul suggested, last week's photo was indeed a nasty patch on Mike's skin, that appeared about six weeks after his SCT. Nothing seemed to help and eventually he was referred to a dermatologist. The only trouble was, that by the time they eventually saw him, the patches had gone away.
A red onion. I didn't have a picture of Mike's patches, but I swear they were very, very similar to the close up from last week.
Talking of Mike, the nice gastro man decided that a course of steroids might help. Although not as bad as dex, they are still making him eat anything not nailed down. It is going to be an expensive six weeks! They seem to be giving him horrendous night cramps too. I wouldn't mind, but his screaming wakes me up. When we saw SB on Monday Mike mentioned the cramps, who said everything looked fine on his bloods and that he didn't think quinine was a good idea given Mike's history.
Look at me rabbiting on about medical stuff when you all came to see what this week's photo is.
I couldn't decide which one to use so I'll have two this week.
Oh and I'm still waiting for homemade gift suggestions.