Thursday, April 22

A poem for Thursday

When I started High school in Belfast, I had grand ideas of being famous. I thought that my name might not be catchy enough, so sitting with a new friend at lunch time in the playground, I decided to take my name and spell it backwards. Thus Geraldine became Enid la Reg. The fame never came fortunately, and when I wanted a title for this blog,and tried Enid la Reg, lo and behold there were others! So I couldn't have it and that's probably a blessing.


Wednesday, April 21

Family weekend at The Potters House

We had four wonderful days of family, fun and lots of food. The weekend  started as it meant to go on with, "Neviepiecake", see the flickr site for more amazing goodies by Nini.
The flags were made by her kidlets, so a good start to the festivities!
When all five cousins are together,with the respective parents and grandparents the "craic is powerful". We often make our way down the field to the old summerhouse and snuggle in while the children get on with being children.
So, supervised by Kate a play gets going with the Indian material scattered on the grass and much winding and tying of sparkly stuff around little waists.
Meanwhile grown-ups snooze and eat cake and other kinds of important things.
Creating went on also in the studio, and precious ceramics will be fired and glazed ready to take away next time we all get together.
Doing this kind of nothing can make you very tired and so we  find ourselves hideaways in quiet corners and  regularly sneak back to the kitchen for more cake!
Caught in the act!

Tuesday, April 20

Ladies Night Out.

I did a gig last week. It was for a group of about 30 women at their annual dinner in a room in the local golf club. What fun. The music stand collapsed, the mike didn't work, I was heckled by an eighty year old on the top table! Fortunately I had on my new yellow jazz shoes. They must have done the trick as they all said it was a great night!