Red Door

Over to you today. What do you think is behind this door? I have no idea so the best/funniest/most original answer wins a fantastic prize (a Cheltenham postcard!) Winner announced on Monday.

Have a good Thursday, its never as bad as you think.

Knitwits

A special post for all you secret knitters out there, or secret knitter wannabes!

When I was a youngster, in the early 80's my mum, her friends, my gran and my aunts all knitted. Its was all the rage. Jumpers, cardigans, hats and scarfs were produced on a regular basis, all in wonderful 80's colours. I was a Garfield fan (still am) and my mum and gran decided to knit me a Garfield jumper. I remember it clearly. A black, itchy woollen jumper, badly fitting, with an orange cat on the front, the only resemblance to the cartoon cat being the black stripes. It was horrible and horrible to wear. I think that is why I still avoid knitted jumpers these days. Scarred for life!

Now its time for your confessions. Who is a secret knitter out there? There must be some!

Snowy Buddha

This is a secret post, posted on 14/07/09. If you find it and leave a comment you'll win a special prize! This very late post is the one day I missed in February.
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Green Door

Hidden amongst the undergrowth, on the edge of Montpellier Gardens, are a row of mysterious doors. They are the rear gates to the town houses that back on to the park. All are helping to hold up the Victorian red brick wall and keep the privacy of the residents. Some are covered in ivy and unruly shrubs and desperate for a lick of paint, while others are newly painted like this one. I suppose it must be nice to have a secret door at the end of your garden that opens into Montpellier Gardens - an extension of your outdoor space.

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