I had a great weekend in Holland with Debs (how blue are her eyes?**envy**) We laughed like cackling witches, made layouts on our dinner plates, bought some amazingly cheap goodies, received free exfoliation from the windy beach front (and Im talking Hurricaine Charly), drank tankards of beer when I was infact toying with eating some of that tempting vanilla cake they serve in pubs and scrapped whilst under the influence. Met loads of new people over at a scrapping event which we kind of just fleeted through and it was lovely seeing Mary, the 2 Suzannes, Julie, Elaine and Sharon again as well as Nats (great to actually spend time with her, my lovely Editor who give me lots of work - especially when I announce it so lovingly on my blog!), Becks and baby becks (wee Eden...yummy!) and Meeeesh (top dog at PP). It was also nice to put faces to avatars such as Dawn and Irene too. I got to meet Mandy from Modern Scrapbooking too who is hosting Elsie in September (so envious - need to bag a space I do!) and Mandy was so lovely I certainly wish I knew more of the UK girls were there - it would have made the weekend more perfect (if thats possible).
Coming back was hideous. Im no pilot but coming in to land far quicker than the speed you would for taking off is not bloody funny. We smelled fear for about 10 seconds and practically kissed Terra Firma as we alighted the plane of doom. We were out of the airport so quick compared to the 34 miles of taxiing you have to adventure through at Schiphol. I got back this morning at 0130hrs. Im tired but so excited as Im going away fro a little holiday to Wales. Non work related breaks are bliss but I still will have wee projects to do sat in a caravan in blissful North Wales - that's if the weather sorts itself out. Its like November here in the UK.
Pic is one of a gazillion bicycles we saw out there. Holland is so chilled out and everyone is so lovely. I cannot believe how many cyclists we saw (and windmills, ta-daaaaaaa)
OOOOOOOh and I have a list of people moaning about my spelling mistakes. Can I just say to those kind Dictionary Police to get in line with the Grammar Police and the Sense of Humour Police (as well as my mother who thinks my spello's are funny). Thats what makes me, ME! Its an art form you know.