Feathers and potatoes

What has been rattling about in my brain space today?  Let's see.  Mostly burlesque (obvs).  I am currently working on four shows at once all up in the future and have been using some great advice from some wonderful awesome sauce woman who gave me the bestest pep talk ever.  So it has been all burly burly burly and it's all coming together quite well so far.  Still a lot to do but it's looking good and I hope to build up to something really crazy awesome next year.  Watch this space ;) 

I have also just made one large purple feather fan, next one to follow tonight I think, and I have been making the pasties.  I opened an Etsy shop last night too to flog some of my pastie creations.  All simple ones so far but going to try and get a bit more fancy with it soon.

I have had allotment stuff in my brain space too.  Got more done in the last couple of days and I keep having a bit of a sad thought.  I want to make it really nice down there, it will take a while but I want it to be a place that is lovely to sit in with tea and cake in the summer.  Only thing is that the area is a little questionable and just yesterday we were there (me and the hubster) and someone went past and asked if we had seen anyone go past with some wooden beams that had been stolen from an allotment further down.  Wooden beams?  Really?  Just leave other people's shit alone you twats.  I have also been told stories of people turning up to the allotment to find their veggies have been dug up and stolen.  My mother in law has had her allotment ransacked a couple of times too.  How can I make my allotment a nice and pretty place if people are going to steal and destroy things?  I want to make little bird feeders and up-cycle some chairs and a little table but will they just be gone in a few days?  I want to get small fry involved and interested in the garden and making nice things, but I worry it will be ruined and it will break his little heart.  This has left me pondering if it's even worth all the effort and if I should leave it looking a bit scruffy and messy.

In the end I have decided I want it to look nice and it is worth the effort and getting small fry in to it.  I don't want to let the twats win and dictate to me what I can or can't do and I sure as hell don't want to teach my small that.  Even if they get in and wreck it all, we will just build it back up again.  It's like terrorism.  I'm not going to stop my travels to big cities on the worry there might be someone attacking.  So I am not going to change the way I live and keep my allotment on the worry of twats breaking it.  Bring on the left over part tins of paint and the old garden chairs dug out of a skip, get me the rusty little table ditched down the back of the houses, the salvaged wood and the old tea cups.  Let's make that spot of land pretty :) .............and glittery of course x