Category Archives: Calligraphy

Not a Post

Iam not writing a post today because I am blank. There will be no words. No insightful repartee. Nada. I feel like I’ve only had 3hrs sleep in the last 5 weeks and this has left me groggy and grumpy. AND, I have no whisky left.

Here is a picture. It is of a piece of brown paper and features white writing.

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I wrote this with Mistress MJ in mind because I believe it’s one of her favourite quotes. I kind of liked the challenge of adding a shadow effect on such tiny writing.

Anyhow, to complete this post, which isn’t a post, but simply the mumblings of an addled person who is having intrusive thoughts about baby blue royal icing, here is a tune…

I chose this tune because of the slam-door trains in the video. I once got my thumb stuck in the hinge of a slam door. I slammed the door and then wondered why I couldn’t sit down, thankfully a fellow commuter opened the door and released me. Another fellow commuter passed out.

Let’s hope I have something more edifying for next Friday.

Mapped!!!

After being inundated with requests, from places far and wide, and even from Uranus, I have finally made the definitive map of Mogwash. I have spent the past week studying cartography so that I can bring you a map that rivals the Tabula Rogeriana; a map so map like that it can’t possibly be called anything other than a map. Using the finest materials available to me, and working on it for at least 5 minutes a day [Tuesday AND Wednesday] I am now delighted, nay overjoyed, happy beyond ecstatic, to bring you Mogwash the Map. It is rendered in white ink, with the occasional dash of coloured pencil, on the back of a manila envelope. I know, the craftsmanship is exquisite!

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My rationale for rendering it on the back of an envelope is so that you can take it anywhere and it’ll never look out of place. For example it looks cute propped up on the mantelpiece; it looks appropriate casually placed on a chair; and it is ideally suitable for resting in a wicker waste paper basket.

Here is Mogwash on my mantelpiece:-

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And here is a close-up:-

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Anyhow, I am sure that you are bored with my pontificatings and are desperate to re-read about all the places listed on the map so I have thoughtfully provided links so that you don’t have to go scrambling up my annuls trying to find the relevant posts. It’s okay, you can thank me later!!

  1. The bizarre woodland adventure.
  2. Mogs Mill
  3. Mogwash Manor
  4. The Mogwash Arms
  5. No.3, Mogwash Mansions
  6. Scout hut and carpark
  7. The bus shelter
  8. The Grade II listed telephone box
  9. Village Green
  10. Viridian Venus
  11. Rose Cottage
  12. The Onion Gallery
  13. Sebastian’s House
  14. Scarlet’s Attic

Now isn’t it good to know where everything happened? I’m sure you are thrilled.

Meanwhile, I have more news from the mantelpiece [my goodness, it has been an action packed week].

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I finished my bottle of whisky! I opened it at Christmas, it had been languishing in my drinks cupboard for some time and I was too skint to buy a big bottle of Bells, so I opened the Macallan instead. I put a dash of it in my milk at bedtime, or use it to liven up a glass of coca-cola. It tastes really, really nice! Anyhow, yesterday I thought I might replace it so hunted it down on the internet HERE. Oops.

Friday Stuff

You see what I did there? Okay, so I am no longer the hostess with the mostess trolley on a Sunday, but instead I will be here on a Friday bringing you….GLORIOUS….stuff! All sorts of stuff, the stuff that you’d rather shove in a kitchen drawer and ignore, but you never know, one day it might come in handy.

There will be this sort of stuff:-

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Lots of stuff!

There will be calligraphy….

Old Stuff

There will be vague witterings taken from my autobiography, of which I seldom speak, and of course there will be music!!!

I heard this the other day, I was watching Just Go With It because I needed something to send me to sleep. It worked a treat, but when I woke up towards the end of the film, this was playing:

And I thought, yay, that’ll be great for Sunday Music, forgetting that I no longer do the Sunday Music thing…
So, anyhow, whatever, expect STUFF from me on a Friday. There may even be a vague reference to a map next week.

This post was brought to you in a rush by Scarlet Blue.

Sunday Music – The Map Version

There has been much chatter across the blogs in the past week about having some sort of celebration of cartography. Mr Devine started it HERE. WE ALL WANT TO MAKE MAPS NOW. Especially Dinah. And me. My proposition is that during the month of July, those of us who are interested, make some sort of map. And it can be about anything – gardens; groynes; coastal erosion; a personal, yet musical journey from 1978 to 1983; how a local bakery displays its cakes; a map of your progress through 24hrs [especially if you stay indoors]; or a chart of the best way through your local supermarket. Think big, think small. Post every day about maps, or post just once, it doesn’t matter, think of it as ‘show and tell’. Oh, and it can be physical, or digital – anything goes!

In other news: I have opened a shop!!! On this blog!! Yes, please feel free to give me money, and in return I will give you a piece of nice water colour paper with more bits of paper stuck on it. But, please don’t all rush at once as the shop isn’t well stocked, but I do hope to fill it with more of this sort of thing:-

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Interactive Collage!!!

This is my first interactive collage – made from recycled blog posts and a removable vintage crossword puzzle.

…and without the vintage crossword.

I really think that I have now mastered this marketing malarkey. Charmaine begs to differ.

FINALLY, what you have ALL been waiting for. The Sunday Music…..

Sunday Music – The Going Private Version

Iam under attack from spammers, and receiving over 100 spam comments per hour. Apparently an IP address from the Ukraine has me in their sights and will not leave me alone. Is it because I went all official in my previous post? Did the word ‘crumpet’ lure them to my door? Are they desperate for crumbs? Are they desperate for information regarding the Battle of Hastings and feel cheated when they arrive here to find nothing of the sort? Should I fight them off with Twiglets? I don’t know. I am considering going private to shake them off. If I do, it won’t be for long.

I have also felt under attack from the rain as every time I set foot out of the house I get a good soaking. I AM NOT HAPPY. I mean, isn’t it supposed to be June? I have been lighting the wood burner in the evenings, I know, crazy talk.

News From the Mantelpiece

Bits of paper have been stuck together, there has been gilding, and there has even been a quick flourish of calligraphy…

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Vintage Knocking

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Bear Necessities

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Paying the bills with a flourish…

And here is my offering for Sunday Music:-

Have a safe and happy week! And stay dry!

Sx

Sunday Music – The Official Version!!!

It has come to my attention that Mr Mags is no longer taking the responsibility of hosting Sunday Music seriously. Sometimes Sunday Music turns up on a Monday, or worse, Tuesday. THIS IS JUST NOT GOOD ENOUGH. We need consistency. We deserve better. We need to be able to come together at regular intervals to reflect; to think about the week ahead, behind, above, beyond, and last Thursday. Mr Mags is NOT fulfilling is duties as proprietor of the event, so I am staging an intervention. From now on I will be the hostess with tea and crumpet on a Sunday; I will select an appropriate tune; I will say something fitting about the philosophy of baking products, or knitting, or the battle of Hastings. It will all happen HERE. ON A SUNDAY. EVERY SUNDAY.

To begin my reign, I bring you this:-

And now let us reflect, and hope for a peaceful week ahead.