This weekend saw Mr HenHouse's debut for the village cricket team. What I know about cricket would not fill the back of a postage stamp. There was only one thing for it...
Failing that, I thought I may as well take along a comfy chair for the afternoon's viewing. I didn't realise it was going to make the perfect resting place for the necessary sporting accoutrements.
I must admit, I was rather excited at the thought of the annual Chairman's match on Sunday, where the village's official cricket team plays a team made up from other village dwellers. Not too sure about the cricket, but an afternoon in the sun with the promise of tea afterwards was not to be sniffed at. Yummy!
The Munchkin came along well prepared too. Check out his Yeovil boot sale vintage deckchair. I think this is his "don't take my photo" look.
His current obsession: aircraft. (Along with cars, steam trains, meerkats and so on.)
I thought I should take along something to amuse me too.
Ooooh, after the village team batted, it was time for tea. Perhaps a strategic move by the other team; can't imagine much agile fielding was going to take place once that little lot was wolfed down! I made the whopping strawberry cake on the left which was very well received. I can never help trying a brownie, always in search of the ultimate specimen (it's a hard job but someone's gotta do it). Oh my, I'm surprised I had any of my own teeth left after a bite of one of those! I suggest the brilliant recipe in Good Food magazine instead.
Unfortunately, the Mr HH's village team lost to the raggle baggle band of non-regulars (by only one run; gosh, I actually found cricket quite exciting, usually I think it's akin to watching paint dry). Oh dear! One slice too many, boys?
We girls are not really that fussed about sport are we? It's stacks of fabric, ribbons, buttons and yarns that do it for us? And vintage finds, but none of those this week as I had to forego the boot sale in favour of the cricket match. The things I do for love! (Or cake?)
Fast forward to today. Tomorrow is my last crochet class. I started adult education classes, two hours every Tuesday morning, back in September as a complete novice. I'm pleased that I can now crochet simple things. My main motivation for learning to crochet was to make a granny squares blanket. My nan has always been a very good crocheter and churned out granny blankets once upon a time but is sadly finding it difficult now she is older (in her late eighties). So, I have been making squares for months. I have nowhere near enough for a blanket but I thought if maybe I joined a few squares together, I might be motivated to get some more done. I have been using Rowan DK yarn (purchased from John Lewis but available elsewhere) which I really enjoy working with. With the warm weather, I thought today would be a good day for blocking. Not sure I know what I'm doing with blocking, my tutor doesn't believe in it but hey ho!
I consulted my book for advice on joining the squares together and I also had a look at Lucy's guide to joining granny squares which is fabby. So, off I went a-joining. I found it quite tricky, working with the same colour it was hard to see which stitches I was working into but I think I've got the hang of it. More of a problem was the fact that a certain someone seemed to think the squares very cosy indeed and every time I turned away, I returned to find...
By the end, Vorey was feeling very bold and fully asserted his right to lounge on the squares combined with a challenging glare at the camera!
Hopefully, I might have a better photo with more progress to show you soon!