Whoa! Where the heck did that week go? Oh, I know. Down the gutter with all the rain. And the country’s hopes, when Andy Murray lost at Wimbledon. Poor old Jonathan Marray though, overlooked as one half of the winning men’s doubles team.
Well, here we are again for another round of WOYWW – prepare thyself to do battle with Blogger, for she verily is a scurrilous knave and somewhat pesky in the posting department.
*shakes head to clear it*
Sorry, not too sure what happened there. LOL
Anyway, for the deets and Mr Linky, head over here.
My desk this week is not that interesting. I’ve not done an awful lot other than have a general push around and call it tidier. Mr Wobbly Man and his sidekick Junior are just hanging about doing not a lot (as per usual, nothing new there), and the tissue box hasn’t actually moved much further forwards. That would be because the Outlaws were here again, with Mr B heading off to the Fairford Air Show with Grandad B. The steampunked/industrialised mask has moved on a little bit further – not a lot, just a little.
I’m really getting into my Project Life though, having completed Week 3 and well on the way to finishing Week 4. At this rate, I will have caught up by the last week of December! (do the maths...). The crochet has taken a little bit of a backseat as it’s starting to set my carpal tunnel off. Mr B wants me to teach him next, so maybe we’ll be able to sit and crochet together – there’s love for you!
Well, we’re hopefully off to a special event on Saturday, weather permitting, and I will make sure I get photos for next week’s WOYWW...
In the meantime – watch out, watch out, there’s a Morti about. See you in a comments box near you!