I had a(nother) birthday last Friday and was (sort of) pleased to learn from a friend that I am just about at the bottom of this curve. What a bright future I have ahead of me! And in the meantime my miserable mid-life state was mitigated by lots of lovely presents, being taken out for dinner and making a trip to Edinburgh to see Weaving the Century at the Dovecot Studios. If you were to download their catalogue and turn to page 29, you could see the tapestry of a monotype by Barbara Rae that I would buy if I happened to have £32,680 going spare. However, since I already have plenty of new toys, I will graciously set aside my claim and let someone else have it.
Of course, we all know what the alternative to ageing is, which does put it into perspective. Today I attended the funeral of a much-loved Guild member, Dorothy Graham, whom I last saw only a few weeks ago when she was telling me about her plans for the summer. I guess someone else got an unexpected place on the SWRI summer school. The funeral was a lovely service of thanksgiving for her life, and I have my own special reasons to be thankful for Dorothy: not only was she the first person in the Guild who welcomed me and made me feel at home, it was also her idea to contact me about that Megado which was looking for a home two years ago.
Lest I start getting too serious, however, there is someone for whom I will never even be a grown up. This is the pop-up birthday card I got from my mum:
Mum had a major operation last week and is now getting used to life without several internal organs which one might have thought were essential… Amazing what medicine and the human body can do. Looks like she’ll be around for the Open Studios then! (which reminds me — we are now on the website — though I am not quite sure why it says “painting”… need to send an email I think)