How Time Goes Faster As You Get Older.blog

I have thought about this a lot over the past year. Part of coming to India was to see if I could be truly creative. Life at work will only tolerate a certain amount of creativity and then the hammer comes down and ‘Computer Says NO!’

I knew I needed some limits to be creative and thought that this theme might work. Certainly no one had bought the domain name – but it is not very catchy and rather long! I also limited my colour palate to purple (see earlier blog on this). At school when you are asked to write a story about anything it is really hard but when you are given a title such as The Woman with the Glue on her Fingers (me now!) then it really is much easier to get started.

Since I have been telling people about my theme I have been worried about how I really can see it panning out. Let’s be really clear. I just cannot draw. My copying skills are limited and my impatience overwhelming. I had thought of this. I suppose it has some connection with seeing something like How Time Goes Faster as People Get Older between my career and love of medicine and something I can imagine in space, in 3D but really it is about the 4th dimension and as my son says – time only really changes when you go to a different planet. Oh yes India can feel very different but I am firmly placed here on earth.

So the idea in my head was to start with a nearly perfect circle – no one is born perfect – I should know – I am often referred babies as a paediatrician whose deluded parents pick up the most minor aberrations and expect me to do something about it! But I do like a first opening circle. Full of promise, life and curiosity.

The circle then becomes a spiral in time and space. It twists and turns and has some nooks and crannies. It may break and be re-joined. I wasn’t sure what to do at the end. I could have made it become an every decreasing circular size but I am not sure as I get older that the circle I am on should get smaller. And should the end circle be like the first (birth) circle? Or should they even join up and look a bit like a doughnut?

I like the idea of using the gut as my organ of choice as it the place of most interest. Of course I love eating – and here are 2 purple meals I recently ate at a wonderful restaurant called Heavenly Blessing (with 103 amazing reviews on google!) It is next to where I am staying ( http://www.inn-seventh-heaven.com/Dia.html – I am in the room that has windows on all sides just below the roof terrace!) .

Back to why the gut is a great organ to model my theme. So besides eating, the gut is where we experience all sorts of emotions. Funny my spell checker wanted to put in the word emoticons! I have actually designed a load of personalised Carly emoticons. She has a purple face and grey hair!

So back to the gut and emotions. It is a repository for feelings such as anxiety and manifests all manner of feelings by experiencing pain, diarrhoea, constipation, indigestion etc. I rather like the duality of clearly the necessity of processing food (but eating is enjoyable to ensure we fill up our guts) but also where many emotional states and reactions are expressed. The joy of food, birth and living are all wondrous, joyous and fabulous.

Here is a pictorial representation. It is from a website (unsplash) where you can download free images. It is an image from Adrien Olichon.

So this is something I would like to express through as many media as possible. I have always maintained that I am a Jack (or rather Jill) of all trades and a master of none. My knitting is good but I am no expert. Before I left I made a list of all the ways I could explore my theme. There are 133. This is a multiple of 7 x 19. 19 is my special number this year and of course besides being the year we are currently in, it is partly in recognition of how much I have struggled this year. But I love prime numbers and and 7 fits with days of the week. Again fitting with the time theme. And my love of numbers and how they fit together.

My list of possibilities to explore my theme in reverse alphabetical order.

1. Yoga
2. Yarn bombing
3. Woodwork
4. Window art
5. Weaving
6. Water colour painting
7. Walking
8. Video
9. Travel journal
10. Toys
11. Textile art
12. Tattoos
13. Tatting
14. Tassels
15. Stencils
16. Stained glass
17. Spirograph
18. Soap
19. Silkscreen printing
20. Silk painting
21. Silk flowers
22. Short story
23. Sewing
24. Sellotape
25. Sea shells sculptures
26. Sawdust hearts
27. Sand stone sculptures
28. Rug making
29. Ribbons
30. Quilting
31. Quilling
32. Pressed flowers
33. Pompoms
34. Poetry
35. Podcast
36. Play writing
37. Plastination
38. Plasticine
39. Plaster
40. Planting
41. Photography
42. Pets
43. Perfume
44. Patchwork
45. Pastels
46. Papier-mâché
47. Paper marbling
48. Paper cuts
49. Paint
50. Origami
51. Oil paint
52. Mosaics
53. Mobiles (not phones)
54. Mindfulness
55. Millinery
56. Metalwork
57. Meditation
58. Massage
59. Marquetry
60. Mandalas
61. Macramé
62. Luggage tags
63. Lino cuts
64. Lighting
65. Lego
66. Leatherwork
67. Lavender
68. Lapidary
69. Lace making
70. Knitting
71. Kites
72. Journaling
73. Jewellery
74. Ipad drawing
75. Installation
76. Ink
77. Hair design
78. Glass work
79. Gemstone
80. Fused glass
81. Furniture
82. Food
83. Flowers
84. Flower arranging
85. Fish
86. Fire
87. Fimo
88. Felting
89. Feather decorating
90. Fascinators
91. Family
92. Fabric painting
93. Fabric design
94. Fabric books
95. Embroidery
96. Embossing
97. Drink
98. Dressing up
99. Dream catcher
100. Dancing
101. Cyanotype
102. Cutting
103. Cushion making
104. Crochet
105. Composition (music)
106. Comedy
107. Collecting
108. Clothes making
109. Clock making
110. Climate
111. Clay sculpture
112. Charity
113. Charcoal
114. Cards – playing
115. Cards – commemorating
116. Candle making
117. Calligraphy
118. Cake
119. Bread
120. Brass rubbing
121. Botany
122. Board game
123. Blog
124. Block printing
125. Birds
126. Beads
127. Batik
128. Bath bombs
129. Balloon sculptures
130. Aquarium
131. Animation
132. Animals
133. Acrylic paint

I feel sorry for the z’s and y’s of the world as everyone has given up by the time they have got to the end of the list!

And clearly I cannot do all of this and I am not even sure what I mean by some of them. This final video shows what I have brought with me to start off!

https://vimeo.com/375809864

I have done some research on my theme and here are 2 useful links

https://qz.com/1279371/this-physicists-ideas-of-time-will-blow-your-mind/

https://qz.com/1516804/physics-explains-why-time-passes-faster-as-you-age/

And I have been a bit of a tourist.

Next time I can start showing what I have been making…..

So I wasn’t always Carly. In fact until a few months ago, I was Caroline. But I went on a course to get a brain transplant – note not a personality transplant as I am  happy with that aspect of me but I realised that having a nickname was something I’d always yearned for and so took one. It is a known diminutive of Caroline. Take out the o and turn the ine into a y. Then I rhyme with my kids – Harry, Toby and Betsy. Rather uncool – yes. No it is actually completely naff (do you know where that comes from – not available for f—ing) – how useful is the internet?!

So why would anyone chose to start using a nickname at my age? Well I have always wanted one. Of my siblings, only my sister (Susanne -> Sukey) had one that I gave that to her whilst she was a baby. It was from this nursery rhyme. I rather like to compare these two YouTube videos of ‘Polly put the kettle on’. Funny how YouTube knows where you are as the first one is clearly recorded in India!

I did have nicknames at school but neither Fert nor Fart are particularly nice or kind names so I dispensed with them after school.

So what did possess me to change my name at the ripe old age of 54? Well for one I told people that why not now? Actually I used much worse language to be honest. Like the final f of naff…..

Clearly having a change in marital circumstances was part of it. Also, I had been on a course that did change my life – the Bridge Retreat in Frome, Somerset. The one for the Brain Transplant I mention above. Amazing course. Everyone should do it.

On the last day of the course, I decided I was Carly going forward. But we had no access to the internet otherwise I might have chosen one of the other nicknames names listed below. Carly for sure is a known diminutive of Caroline.

It isn’t that I didn’t like Caroline. I just wanted a change.

Caroline is the female variation of the name Carolus, or Charles (which means “freeman” or “full-grown man”). The name is also interpreted to mean “Beautiful woman” in Latin, “Music” and “Strong” in Italian, “Song of Happiness” in French, and “Joy” in American English.

What I could have chosen.

Nicknames for Caroline

My comments are italicised at the end of the explanation.

1. Caro – The most common nickname for Caroline. This is my Mum’s name for me
2. Carol – If you think Caro is too out there or grownup, try Carol. Never did like this name – sorry to all Carols out there!
3. Callie – Is Callie a nickname for Caroline? Seems so.
4. Caddie – Caddie Woodlawn was named Caroline – Caddie is an old nickname for Caroline. Now this is one I think I would have like more than Carly but too late now. Can’t change it again!
5. Cal – A shortened form of Caroline. Sounds like a boy’s name
6. Car – Short form of Caroline. For real – a car?
7. Cara – A sweet short nickname for Caroline. Agreed
8. Cara Curls – For a Caroline with naturally curly hair – well I don’t!
9. Care Bear – Perhaps, the sweetest Caroline nickname. Vomit
10. Cari – A sweet nickname for Caroline.
11. Carla – Another popular nickname for Caroline.
12. Carly – A cool nickname for Caroline; iCarly made this nickname cooler.
13. Carolien – A Dutch variant of Caroline. Hardly a nickname
14. CaroMine – I do quite like this one too.
15. CaroWine – A funny Caroline nickname. Suitable for a Caroline that cannot do without her bottle of wine. Yup that is me. Particularly in dry Pushkar!
16. Carrie – Another common nickname for Caroline. I know quite of lot of them and also reminds me of Carrie’s war. One reason to choose a more unusual nickname is that there are sooooooooooooooooooooo many Carolines.
17. Cat – Some consider this a stretch, but it is a legitimate Caroline nickname. And another one for a cat lover like me.
18. Cathy – Another nickname considered a stretch, but it works. I disagree – it is a nickname for Catherine really.
19. Cawol – Suitable for a baby girl named Caroline, because if she could talk, this is exactly how she’d pronounce her name. Oh dear – going to vomit again……
20. Caz – More popular in New Zealand and Australia. And of my lovely friend Caroline M.
21. Coco – A cute or funny Caroline nickname, it depends on your tone. And always reminds me of Coco Channel – I should be so lucky to be so famous!
22. Cora – A less popular nickname for Caroline. And no really very nice!
23. Leena/Lina – From caro-LINE. Yes we get it but rather silly.
24. Lennie – A cool nickname for Caroline, culled from Liney. Always reminds me of Lenny Henry so wrong gender. Are we allowed to say that still?
25. Line – Not a very creative nickname, is it? Or at all attractive – Line – just no….
26. Liney/Linney/Linnie – A sweet and playful nickname adapted from the original name Caroline. Better than Line but not much
27. Lollie – Another example of how nicknames evolve. Quite a bit to be honest!
28. Arrow – From (c-ARROW-line) mad mad mad!
29. Ina – A nickname for Caroline with Danish origin.
30. Joy – From the literal meaning of the name (interpreted as Joy in American English) for a happy soul named Caroline.
31. KaroLie – A funny nickname for Caroline, especially if she knows how to spin a lie or two.
32. Olie – Another stretch, but it’s an adorable stretch. No it is silly stretch and I have a nephew with that name! Interesting both he and his sister have nicknames – like their mother Sukey – all my doing!!!!
33. Roe – If you have Caro, Carrol, Line, Liney, you are bound to have “Roe” as well. Well maybe but far fetched.

Things I have done since becoming Carly.

I have learnt to make sourdough bread – I had to leave my starter and hope Sarah and Lizzy feed it well.

I learnt to make yogurt last night – so simple and yummy.

I haven’t really learnt to respond that well to my name – even when no one has called me Caroline (as in Limnisa, Greece or here in India). Leonie came running across the street and physically touched me as she had been calling me Carly several times yesterday with no response!

Kali

A lot of people in India say my name Carly pronounced Kahrli – and it is a bit like their goddess Kali. She looks a bit scary.

Kali’s earliest appearance is that of a destroyer of evil forces. Kali has been worshipped by devotional movements and tantric sects variously as the Divine Mother, Mother of the Universe, Adi Shakti, or Adi Parashakti. Shakta Hindu and Tantric sects additionally worship her as the ultimate reality.

She is also seen as the divine protector and the one who bestows liberation. Kali is often portrayed standing or dancing on her consort, the Hindu god Shiva, who lies calm and prostrate beneath her. Kali is worshipped by Hindus throughout India.

Kali’s most common four-armed iconographic image shows each hand carrying variously a sword, a trident, a severed head and a bowl or skull-cup (kapala) catching the blood of the severed head.

Gosh all a bit powerful and scary!

This video really appeals. It is about medical art and reminds me of the fascinating a exhibition I went to with Elle Wilson recently – Body Worlds in London.

A very famous Carly

Carly Simon is a wonderful singer who’s song “You’re so vain – I bet you think this song is about you” is fab.

Other famous Carly’s are the app for cars and the American teen series iCarly

Carly app

iCarly

is an American teen sitcom that ran from 2007 for 5 years staring Miranda Cosgrove and it tells the story of Carly Shay, a teenager who creates her own web show called ‘iCarly’.

This is the end of the self-indulgent Caroline becomes Carly blog post. Next up is going to be about some of the things I have been creating.

This includes yarn bombing (wrapping actually), planting bulbs and seeds and taking lots of slightly weird photos. Oh and cyanotyping if it works out!

I have decided to ground myself by undertaking regular rituals. They aren’t rituals in the true sense and I also think some of the things I think of as rituals are actually ceremonies. There is a useful website (https://www.differencebetween.com/) which helpfully differentiates the two. “A ritual refers to group of actions performed for their symbolic value. A ceremony is performed on a special occasion.” None of my repetitive actions is really either a ritual or a ceremony but anyway here they are.

I am not really very good at yoga but I do try! Here is a short story I wrote. Interesting my kids had different opinions about it. Harry enjoyed it, Toby thought is was very dull and boring and Betsy thought it was good but need to a greater climactic ending. See what you think?

Carly does yoga

Carly knows yoga will be helpful for her wellbeing at this moment in time.

Everyone knows yoga is helpful when you are going through a difficult period. Yoga teaches you to relax. Carly knows she needs to relax more. She investigates. She thinks a simpler, slow version of yoga is best and an early morning yoga class will be best of all, as she will start off the day calmly. Calm Carly. That sounds good.

Carly last did yoga when she was pregnant and that was a very long time ago. Carly thinks yoga will help her develop her inner core – that’s what people say. Carly considers her inner core for a minute.  But Carly gets bored very easily and worries that she will let her mind wander during the yoga. Also, Carly is not very bendy. In fact, the last time she sat crossed-legged was in primary school and now Carly prefers to sit like a duck with her feet sticking out to each side. How will Carly be able to get her knees below the level of her hips? She may need a mountain of rubber yoga blocks under each knee to achieve this. She is worried there won’t be enough blocks left for the other participants. She spends most of the class thinking about these people. Is anyone less bendy than Carly? She thinks probably not. She is correct. No one is less bendy than Carly. She makes a miserable face but she carries on. Carly tries all different yoga animal poses. She has to be a dog, a cow and a cat. She wonders if there are chicken, lizard or rabbit yoga poses? She tries to bring herself back to the present by concentrating on her breath. She listens to the yoga teacher who tells her to be a baby. Carly makes a sulky face as she has remembered she hates babies. That is odd as Carly is a paediatrician.

Once she has completed the animal section of the yoga, Carly does some sun salutation dance positions and repeats the sequence three times. She likes the number three. In fact, she likes all odd numbers as she feels they get a hard time compared to even ones. By nature, Carly likes to support the underdog. Even underdog numbers. Then she does some warrior positions. Carly is surprised there are war-like yoga positions. But she goes with the flow. She does warrior 1, warrior 2 and finally warrior 3 . This last one is a side angle warrior which can be extended to expose all your organs to the elements. Carly thinks of a crow pecking away at her left lung and spleen as she stretches up towards the sky.

Then Carly is instructed she needs to find a partner. Hmmmmm… she thinks. Who is the same size as her? She surveys the heights of the other yoga participants. They are all taller than her. Last night she went for a walk with Wendy after drinking a lot of wine and they farted the entire way home following the consumption of some vegetarian moussaka for dinner made with lentils. She smiles at Wendy who agrees to partner her. When she bends down, she mouths silently to Wendy to desist from farting and they both erupt in giggles. This is not very zen at all.

Carly is relieved as she can finally start the last pose. This involves resting flat on her back with her palms facing upwards in submission. It is called the corpse pose. Phew! Carly can do that well. She closes her eyes and concentrates on her breath and what she would like to eat for breakfast. She keeps her eyes shut to savour this part of the yoga class and bring her attention back to her breathing. The teacher carefully draws symmetrically around her face. Carly is overwhelmed and cries. Yoga has been good for her.

Carly does yoga.

Carly knows yoga will be helpful for her wellbeing at this moment in time.

Everyone knows yoga is helpful when you are going through a difficult period. Yoga teaches you to relax. Carly knows she needs to relax more. She investigates. She thinks a simpler, slow version of yoga is best and an early morning yoga class will be best of all, as she will start off the day calmly. Calm Carly. That sounds good.

Carly last did yoga when she was pregnant and that was a very long time ago. Carly thinks yoga will help her develop her inner core – that’s what people say. Carly considers her inner core for a minute.  But Carly gets bored very easily and worries that she will let her mind wander during the yoga. Also, Carly is not very bendy. In fact, the last time she sat crossed-legged was in primary school and now Carly prefers to sit like a duck with her feet sticking out to each side. How will Carly be able to get her knees below the level of her hips? She may need a mountain of rubber yoga blocks under each knee to achieve this. She is worried there won’t be enough blocks left for the other participants. She spends most of the class thinking about these people. Is anyone less bendy than Carly? She thinks probably not. She is correct. No one is less bendy than Carly. She makes a miserable face but she carries on. Carly tries all different yoga animal poses. She has to be a dog, a cow and a cat. She wonders if there are chicken, lizard or rabbit yoga poses? She tries to bring herself back to the present by concentrating on her breath. She listens to the yoga teacher who tells her to be a baby. Carly makes a sulky face as she has remembered she hates babies. That is odd as Carly is a paediatrician.

Once she has completed the animal section of the yoga, Carly does some sun salutation dance positions and repeats the sequence three times. She likes the number three. In fact, she likes all odd numbers as she feels they get a hard time compared to even ones. By nature, Carly likes to support the underdog. Even underdog numbers. Then she does some warrior positions. Carly is surprised there are war-like yoga positions. But she goes with the flow. She does warrior 1, warrior 2 and finally warrior 3 . This last one is a side angle warrior which can be extended to expose all your organs to the elements. Carly thinks of a crow pecking away at her left lung and spleen as she stretches up towards the sky.

Then Carly is instructed she needs to find a partner. Hmmmmm… she thinks. Who is the same size as her? She surveys the heights of the other yoga participants. They are all taller than her. Last night she went for a walk with Wendy after drinking a lot of wine and they farted the entire way home following the consumption of some vegetarian moussaka for dinner made with lentils. She smiles at Wendy who agrees to partner her. When she bends down, she mouths silently to Wendy to desist from farting and they both erupt in giggles. This is not very zen at all.

Carly is relieved as she can finally start the last pose. This involves resting flat on her back with her palms facing upwards in submission. It is called the corpse pose. Phew! Carly can do that well. She closes her eyes and concentrates on her breath and what she would like to eat for breakfast. She keeps her eyes shut to savour this part of the yoga class and bring her attention back to her breathing. The teacher carefully draws symmetrically around her face. Carly is overwhelmed and cries. Yoga has been good for her.

The end of Carly does yoga.

and the end of this blog. The next one is on Becoming Carly.

The camel festival

This happens yearly at the beginning of November. The room rents triple and unless you arrive right at the outset all the quality camels have gone. However you can still buy some beautiful stud reared horses.

When you arrive at the Mela (the festival marketplace) you can take a ride,

Probably the most memorable stall was the camel welfare stall run by Camel Charisma who look after camels near Ranakpur. They were selling camel milk, soap, wool products and paper made from dung. They do a lot of conservation work as camels are dwindling in numbers. https://www.camelcharisma.com/

The camel fair meant there was a lot of noise and religious shrines belting out prayers 24/7. But I loved the feel of Pushkar so returned for a longer stay.

Next post is about rituals.

At home I had 2 cats and 2 dogs to look after for the last year mostly by myself with help from others – so it is odd to give them all away – either temporarily or permanently – not sure yet. So of course I looked to chat and talk to animals in India. And there is no shortage of them. Here are my thoughts about them in my first week. So as not to show favouritism I shall list them in alphabetical order.

Camels

As I have come specifically to buy one I will have a dedicated camel input once I have done my Pushkar International Camel Fair Blog. As they sell horses I will include them also!

Cats

Cattle

In India they wander around everywhere. Many are willing to be stroked but not all of them. You often see them being walked along by women who I presume milk them as this is a very dairy culture.

Chipmunks

These are the Siberian variety and a rodent. They zip around all over the show. They seem cute as have stripy backs and furry tails. I have only seen one rat. However my all time favourite poems is about mice by Rose Fyleman

I think mice are rather nice;
Their tails are long, their faces small;
They haven’t any chins at all.
Their ears are pink, their teeth are white,
They run about the house at night;
They nibble things they shouldn’t touch,
and, no one seems to like them much,
but, I think mice are rather nice.

Dogs

This is Pipo – an German Shepherd/street dog puppy at the Mosaic’s Guesthouse. Loved my trainers. Total sweety. And lots of other dogs to stroke for the brave. If they sniff me, I stroke them. Not the very mangy ones. But the normal ones with nice coats.

Elephants

They are returning from taking visitors up to Amber Fort. This one is highly decorated and the one below has a man on a scooter driving around them! Seems some local charities have been involved in the past in ensuring none of their drivers use metal sticks any more and provide veterinary care. But I wouldn’t ride one…..

Goats

This goat keeps trying to take food and goods from vendors outside Amber Fort.

Monkeys

Ubiquitous and very naughty. This one is eating a marigold holy necklace and one came into my room to see what he fancied taking. But I was having none of that and showed him the door PDQ.

Pigs

Quite a lot of pigs wandering around eating rubbish. Here is a family in Pushkar. Opposite the cafe run by Manish – where you can actually get a decent cappuccino!

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over and out from Carly and a few animals…..

After 4 years of planning and NHS sign-off, I have finally set off on my big adventure. The house is sold and when my neighbours asked where I was moving to I just said India. It is really freeing having no fixed abode. But scary too!

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I arrived in Delhi to have my first coffee and as I had a few hours spare I went to Qatab Minar. I ate loads of street food but my overwhelming sensation was the overwhelming smog. Totally ghastly….I had been warned but since when was I going to listen?

I am very committed to setting up in one or two places with all my stuff to explore my sabbatical theme – how time goes faster as you get older. And a polluted city is not a draw for me.

So off I went to Jaipur. My phone app said it was still polluted here. Lots of photo opportunities both inside the Palace of the Winds (Hawa Mahal) and outside….

Initially I stayed near the old city and it was very pink but the sun was indistinct too so I moved further out.

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So besides a little pollution as possible and a bit of quiet – hard in India when the lorries actually have ‘sound horn’ plastered by their rear number plate I was excited to have arrived at the Mosaics Guesthouse near Amber Fort. We have climbed up a high Hindu shrine (see me looking pensive on a broomstick) and seen the Amber Fort Sound and Light Show. But this lovely place with a mosaic workshop and totally lovely staff is backed by a wedding venue place that plays loud music throughout the night. So time to move on.

Later on I am on the move to Pushkar for the world famous camel fair. I always said I would buy one to whizz around in India. Well maybe I will……

Next post on animals

When I am an old woman I shall wear purple
With a red hat which doesn’t go, and doesn’t suit me.
And I shall spend my pension on brandy and summer gloves
And satin sandals, and say we’ve no money for butter.
I shall sit down on the pavement when I’m tired
And gobble up samples in shops and press alarm bells
And run my stick along the public railings
And make up for the sobriety of my youth.
I shall go out in my slippers in the rain
And pick flowers in other people’s gardens
And learn to spit.

You can wear terrible shirts and grow more fat
And eat three pounds of sausages at a go
Or only bread and pickle for a week
And hoard pens and pencils and beermats and things in boxes.

But now we must have clothes that keep us dry
And pay our rent and not swear in the street
And set a good example for the children.
We must have friends to dinner and read the papers.

But maybe I ought to practise a little now?
So people who know me are not too shocked and surprised
When suddenly I am old, and start to wear purple.

by Jenny Joseph

So purple is going to be my colour for this sabbatical. Here are all the names for purple

Amethyst

Aubergine

Blackberry

Blackcurrant

Blueberry

Burgundy

Dawn

Haze

Heather

Heliotrope

Indigo

Lavender

Lilac

Loganberry

Magenta

Maroon

Mauve

Mist

Periwinkle

Plum

Pomegranate

Purple

Tayberry

Violet

Wine

Can you think of any more purple colours?

I was asked to make something in purple. Then I got carried away and made loads of them. Purple challah covers. They are to protect the bread from being sad when you bless the wine at the start of Shabbat meals.

So here are some initial thoughts on purple

I am just gearing myself up to going on my sabbatical to India. But I want to make sure I can do this technical stuff. So here is a picture of me at an Adolescent Conference in sunny Ascot mid Sept 2019. I am not presenting and enjoying the presentations and doing my knitting! bliss……

Does time actually go faster as you get older? It is all about perception. What a fun thing to explore in a sabbatical. Watch this space.