Shooting the Breeze

Where have I been you may ask?

Apologies for the sudden silence before Christmas, as you will see from above I got myself into a bit of a pickle, falling and breaking my ankle. I couldn't get to my workshop and all work stopped, as it was my 'sewing foot' (and yes the consultant in fracture clinic did honestly think I sew with my foot!)

This was a bright, dry, crisp Sunday in January, my first venture outdoors. It was flippin' chilly hence why I look like the Michelin Man. We didn't get very far around the Waterside so sat in the shadow of Brunel's iconic bridge which spans the River Tamar, the natural boundary between Cornwall and Devon.