That was a week and a half! Literally.

It's been quite a week one way and another Baggees. It started last weekend with number one furry borrowing a digger from his boss so that he could make a parking space on the new bit of land they acquired when they had to buy back their own garden - yep, Hormonal Hannah does still feel rather bitter about that Baggees. Whilst Calum went off to pick it up, Gloria Gardener started to cut down the gorse that was growing on the bank, thinking that it would be in the way. She really needn't have bothered as Freda Fretter got a big shock when Calum and his boss arrived with the digger! It was HUGE! And Calum had never used one before. Cal had a little bit of instruction, for it from his boss. It then took him around nine hours in all, with a mishap in the middle, to go from a bank to a parking space.

Just as a little aside Baggees, it has taken Creative Clara almost as long to add these photos to this blog, as it took Calum to make the parking space!! Grrrr! Baggy has a new phone, and no clue how to use it. Fortunately Clever Bird just made a discovery as to how clever Google is! She won't bore you with the details.

Yes it is still quite a slope, but that was the plan. It now easily takes two cars. Obviously it is a work in progress, but Calum and Gloria Gardener have plans to make it look lovely. (Eventually). Gloria was very happy that even though the oak tree was completely  in the way of the digger, Calum was persuaded not to rip it out.

Clara spent the rest of the week preparing for her first ever craft fair which was on Saturday, at their village hall. Freda Fretter was terrified that no one would like Clara's creations. Even more so when she got there and saw the other stalls, which were obviously professional ones. Baggy set up her table:

Freda wasn't too sure, and certainly improvements in 'professionalism' can be made, but Clever Bird decided that Baggy should just relax and enjoy the day.

Just as she was relaxing, another stall holder came over. After complimenting Clara on her work, he told her that her prices were too low, so after some consideration, Clever Bird peeled off the new reduced price stickers on the more complex pieces. The fair opened at ten, and two  little old ladies came in and headed straight for the coffee and cake. Then a splurge of folk turned up. Clara received lots of compliments, but no sales. No problem, she was happy that people liked her work. Then the cake eaters reappeared and bought a fairy and a necklace - and so it began.

By lunchtime all these pieces had gone to a new home:

as well as a couple of sea glass necklaces and another little stone figure. Baggy was thrilled! Now Clever Bird needs to find some more craft fairs, and Clara needs to get crafting.

The pooch was so well behaved that Furry Mama was glowing with pride. His reward was more walkies on the beach. Autumn has well and truly arrived! Today was so cold, that even though Baggy was wearing long johns, fleece trousers, a thermal top, THREE jumpers and a coat, a hat and mittens, she was still chilled to the bones.

By the time that Baggy had got halfway down the beach it started to rain. Clever Bird pulled her posh pac-a-mac out of her bag and attempted to put it on. It was so windy that it kept taking off like a parasail. Baggy finally got in it, only to be hit in the face by its hood - she'd put it on back to front. Five minutes later, wet and cold, she had it on properly. When they finally reached the café, Baggy decided a cappuccino was in order! The wind was so strong that the café had its own little sand dune!

Heading back down the beach straight into the wind, well let's just say that it was invigorating!  Baggy still loved it.......

Note to readers (my lovely Baggees): For the avoidance of any doubt - every character in this blog is me!!! No Baggy was harmed in its writing.

Baggy's daily state!
Depression (Black = really bad/Grey = not great/Blue = okay/Yellow = sunny day): Blue.
Anxiety (From 1 = barely any to 10 = gibbering wreck standard): 4. 
Tears: Nope.  
Baggy: 213.