Layla and Mma went paddling today

Come away with the raggle taggle gypsy-o
Layla and Mma went paddling today

I keep thinking my life can’t get any busier, and then I’m proved wrong again. This is one of the last two weeks events.
At the end of June, my Wordless Wednesday was about an event my writing group were organising. As often happens with groups, some people are more helpful than others. One of the things I volunteered to do, was to create a new WordPress site to replace our dated, and no longer relevant website. It isn’t perfect, but it seemed I was the only one with a little of the skills needed to get it off the ground. I also helped with nibbles for the night and generally being available to help sort things as needed.
Most of the organising fell on my friend Elizabeth, a retired journalist, who is very capable, but doesn’t have unlimited energy. Naturally I wanted to help her in any way I could, editing photos etc. for the article she wrote for the local paper, but mostly as a friendly ear when she was at the end of her tether.
Despite last minute struggles to find actors, decisions about wine quantities and disagreements about how many chairs were enough, the event, on July 20th, was a great success. We all went home on a real high, but we probably won’t ever again do it again!
Here are some of the actors,

and our talented singer Lorrayn de Peyer, who entertained us during the interval with some relaxed jazz classics.

Thanks to Art Haven who very kindly allowed to use PS45 during their Bandwidth exhibition.


It’s Paula’s After Before week, she asks that we post the same image, in black and white and in colour. It’s a good way to see what works in monochrome, especially if like me, you don’t think of trying it.
Here’s my after, it’s not quite the usual reflection, the window had a stick on mirror so that the people inside could see out, but you can’t see in.
And before,
Any preference? Paula has a beautiful Corsican sea scene, take a look here.
Cleopatra, a blond fair-skinned European?

Over to the west of Dartmoor a thatched cottage is growing out of the earth, or perhaps it’s sliding into the earth. Built in the 17th century this curved house has a passage through the middle, which might have been a division between house and livestock originally. It was the old post office for a period, and although it looks abandoned, there are also signs of work being done and the thatch seems to be in good condition. I hope it’s restored to it’s former glory, that would cost an awful lot of money.
Paula’s Thursday Special this week is traces of the past.
I like collage, the possibilities are endless aren’t they? So when I saw that this weeks photo challenge is collage, it made me smile.
And when I saw this, I also smiled.
The next one, I’ve just created.
And this one is on my wall, I don’t often frame my work, but there was just the right space for it.
My haiku and mixed media that I had a play with.

Clifton Suspension Bridge was designed by the great Isambard Kingdom Brunel. It was his favourite project, but he died before it was finished in 1864.

If ever you’re in the area, for £1 toll fee you can drive over, but walk instead for free and enjoy the view of the Avon gorge.

1885, 22 year old Sarah Henley jumped off the bridge, but her dress billowed around her and acted like a parachute, gliding her to a safe landing. She lived into her mid eighties.
Between 1974 and 1993, 127 people committed suicide there. Barriers are now installed, but still around four people die each year, how terribly sad.

This is my entry for the weekly photo challenge of bridge.