Thanks to everyone for their kind words via email and comments. We found the bike with it's training wheels all bent up but otherwise okay. The lovely community constable has taken fingerprints and has met with some local trouble making ba%^$#@ds youth to give them a telling off - he's pretty sure of who did it and he is only 12. All's well that ends well as they say. I'm ready for a cup of tea and a lie down but we just have to get through this weekend. Knack Market is on this Saturday 10-2 at Berhampore School then after that a friend's 40th then on Sunday it's Great Aunty Nora's 97th!

More good news is I think I have a tutorial in the making!! It's for a Japanese knot bag a I saw in Japan and then again in Melbourne. I had a good look and thought "I could do that". Yesterday I made a calico prototype and it worked! Yay!

Here's an old poem of mine about lost objects:

HOLE

In the cold water
the ring slips
from her finger
to the sand.

A whole hole;
what is the life
of a missing
object?

The hole slipped
down into
the rings’
depths

There is only
so much space
under the rose bush
by the front path.