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Designed and made by Miss M Roberts age 7 and11/12ths.
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Uncle D
WIP
cutting up squres to make a quilt for me Molly's room, I bloody hate the cutting up part of quilt making, if I were rich I'd employ a cutter-upper, I bet all the big-guns of the quilting world have a cutter-upper person.
I'm escaping this weekend. I'm off to visit my lovely sister and brother-in law, and my favourite little nephew Harvey. I'm going to visit them because their much loved waggy dog Charlie left this world last week and I need to give my sister some hugs. Charlie was the loveliest, most placid dog (who never complained about little people poking him in the eye, or trying to pull his tail/ears off, or using him as a trampoline) I have ever met,and he will be missed by our family as much as a human being would be missed.
I'll be taking a fine bottle of wine and we will sit,and have a good old laugh about the time Charlie stole Molly's maltesers with a quick flick of the tongue, or the day he had the horrendous sh*ts on the train when Kay brought him down to visit us (very funny story to me, not so funny for her).
While I'm on the subject of my sister, I have to give a mention to her husband,my brother in law, ' Uncle D ' because he has the driest sense of humour that I've come across in many a year (bearing in mind that we Brits love to be insulted and humiliated a dry sense of humour)
Uncle D, is from 'up north' as we say in this country, which basically means you don't mince your words - you say exactly want you think with a large dash of humour thrown in. Northerners are the British equivalent of New Yorkers, which is one of the reasons I loved New York so much, you might get told off or hollered at by someone, but that someone has a twinkle in their eye.
This is a typical conversation I have with my brother in law when I telephone..
Ring.. ring...ring..ring..
Uncle D..."Hello ?"
Me..." Hellooo, it's me, your favourite sister in law !".
Uncle D..........................................(long pause)
Uncle D... "Oh, hello Auntie Carole".
Me..."Yeah right , very funny, it's me - Lynn".
Uncle D..."So you are coming to see us this weekend ?"
Me... "Yes ! Whoopee ! - I'll be arriving on friday evening !"
What comes next is a very heavy, very audible ,deeply sad sigh..... and then silence.
And then eventually..
" I'll pass you on to your sister"
He loves me really.
I think.
I hope you have a lovely weekend , and speaking of funny men I'll leave you with this.
