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I have been known to have he odd moment of madness .....! After doing quite a few murals some years ago,  I thought I would have a go at a mosaic...WELL, we did have a pretty boring kitchen wall!!! At first I considered some twee Parisian scene, but that just didn't have relevance to our family....Golf however, not that I am the least bit a sport fan, but when our children were younger they both took it up after a few lessons. As my Dearest already played and the three of them toddled off each weekend, there was only one thing to do...get a set of clubs myself. Apparently I was a natural and could hit it for miles (well maybe not that far?1?) - that was until my Dearest decided to show me how to do it...''keep your back straight, bend your knees slightly hold this thumb round that side other hand twisted that way keep your shoulders parallel...' and so the instructions kept coming! My first attempt to hit the little ball, in the enforced mannequin position I had been shaped into by my Dearest, meant, not only did I miss the ball, I nearly fell over sideways following my swing...Aaargh! Why couldn't he have just admired how I wanted to hit that tiny ball????  Dearest never gave up on me and added more and more instructions on how to do it....sadly I was never able to get my own little swing back.... EVER!!  Nonetheless we did all play golf together for many years - so when I found an old golfing calendar lodged in a drawer, I thought this picture was just the perfect thing for a boring wall!!!

I have been known to have he odd moment of madness …..! After doing quite a few murals some years ago, I thought I would have a go at a mosaic…WELL, we did have a pretty boring kitchen wall!!! At first I considered some twee Parisian scene, but that just didn’t have relevance to our family….Golf however, not that I am the least bit a sport fan, but when our children were younger they both took it up after a few lessons. As my Dearest already played and the three of them toddled off each weekend, there was only one thing to do…get a set of clubs myself. Apparently I was a natural and could hit it for miles, well maybe not that far… – that was….. until my Dearest decided to show me how to do it…”keep your back straight, bend your knees slightly hold this thumb round that side other hand twisted that way keep your shoulders parallel…’ and so the instructions kept coming! My first attempt to hit the little ball, in the enforced mannequin position I had been shaped into by my Dearest, meant, not only did I miss the ball, I nearly fell over sideways following my swing…Aaargh! Why couldn’t he have just admired how I wanted to hit that tiny ball???? Dearest never gave up on me ;-/ and added more and more instructions on how to do it….sadly I was never able to get my own little swing back…. EVER!! Nonetheless we did all play golf together for many years – so when I found an old golfing calendar lodged in a drawer, I thought this picture was just the perfect thing for a boring wall!!! Over ten year on, it still makes people smile!

For something a bit different I thought I would do a post on what I used to do, rather than what I’m doing at the present. After mentioning my kitchen mosaic in a comment, Sheila from Sewchet, here on WordPress, expressed that she would like to see it…so here it is…along with a couple of snaps of old murals over the years…what can I say, our house has never been quite…..conventional! Β Artistic licence, I think they call it!Β πŸ™‚

Working on the large scale was always a challenge and great fun too! I do miss doing them, though we seem not to have any spare walls at the moment for some reason…?

'My Stonehenge,' with a floor to celling snap and the trompe l'oeil panelling below

‘My Stonehenge,’ with a floor to celling snap and the trompe l’oeil panelling below

My daughter still won't let us decorate over her mural!!! Sadly the quality of my records leaves more than a bit to be desired, most of the images are separate photos stuck together to give an overall impression of the paintings as the room was always too small to get the whole picture in one go! Still it shows you how I decorate with emulsion paint ;-)

My daughter still won’t let us decorate over her mural!!! Sadly the quality of my records leaves more than a bit to be desired, most of the images are separate photos stuck together from an old album I dug out to give an overall impression of the paintings as the room was always too small to get the whole picture in one go! Still it shows you how I decorate with emulsion paint πŸ˜‰

'...never a dull moment is there mum?!?...is it nearly finished????

‘…never a dull moment is there mum?!?…is it nearly finished????

'....TaDa - finished!!!' :-)

‘….TaDa – finished!!!’ πŸ™‚

George grew up a bit more....like I needed any excuses?!?

George grew up a bit more….like I needed any excuses?!?

'...I just love match-pot paints!

‘…I just love match-pot paints!

'....Doh....who's that under my Pooh Stick Bridge...?'

‘….Doh….who’s that under my Pooh Stick Bridge…?’

'Boys will be boys...!'

‘Boys will be boys…!’

'...maybe this Harry Potter guy will be famous some day.....?!?'

‘…maybe this Harry Potter guy will be famous some day…..?!?’

...'good job I'm not frightened of spiders...isn't it mum???'

…’good job I’m not frightened of spiders…isn’t it mum???’

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