Monday, 26 January 2015

Kisumu Youth Football Association Project- Comic Relief

Our wonderful Team Honk leaders Annie, Penny and Tanya have been in Kenya visiting projects that have been supported by Comic Relief.   

One of these projects is the Kisumu Youth Football Association Project.

This organisation receives support from Comic Relief, that is used to provide mentoring for vulnerable girls, some of which are orphaned, from low income families or living in slums.

‘I share the knowledge I learn from this mentoring program with girls in my community that don’t go to school’ Lavender, age 18

A Social Postcard sharing the #lastingchange which money raised by #ComicRelief makes happen
‘For many of these kids, football is the only happy time in their weeks’ Kevin, KYFA, speaks about the effects of support.
A Social Postcard sharing the #lastingchange which money raised by #ComicRelief makes happen
Many girls in mentor-ship programs go on to become mentors themselves and share their new knowledge, rippling out into the community.
A Social Postcard sharing the #lastingchange which money raised by #ComicRelief makes happen
‘Thanks to this mentoring project Ida, orphaned after the death of both parents, secured orphanage accommodation & schooling’

I am looking forward to hearing more about their visits, and proud to be a part of Team Honk again this year for Comic Relief.

Team Honk joins in Red Nose Day Danceathon 2015

Thursday, 22 January 2015

Broken Spoke Bike Co-op, Oxford

 When I took the kiddies to The Story Museum a while ago, I was delighted to stumble upon the Oxford Bike Co-op, The Broken Spoke, nestled in the courtyard. Being nosy; I had to sneak down for a look.

It looked awesome, and I had been trying to think of excuses to return.

Lucky for me, they held an open craft night just before Christmas, inviting anyone to come and make stuff from bike parts.

My bike wheel chandelier
I was in. I had only just put together my bike wheel chandelier at home and it had set my wheels turning (har,har) thinking about the endless possibilities of a single wheel.

Also, it gave me another opportunity to snoop, chat and have a nice evening out.

But I want more.

I want to hang out there more. And not just because they served waffles.

Everyone was friendly, helpful and non-judgmental. I like to ride, but I don't know a lot about all the technical stuff and sometimes feel intimidated by all the jargon and comparison of speeds, equipment, blablabla. This kind of thing puts me off, but I get the impression that it wouldn't be an issue here.

So I'm itching to do one of their courses. Particularly learning how to build a bike from scratch. Knowing myself and how I learn, I think it may be the only way for me to really understand how a bike works and then be able to maintain and fix my own wheels.

Scheming, and dreaming...

In the end, I was too busy snooping and chatting so that I only just managed to make a pair of earrings with bits of bike chain.
And they are pretty ugly so I won't share them with you.

Meanwhile, the feather-esque earrings made from inner tubes turned out well!

To see more of what they do, and the courses offered, check them out here.

Sunday, 18 January 2015

Dog, Kids, Field

They don't call them Springer Spaniels for nothing.

My eldest boy is somewhere there in the distance; running a lap around the field is something he likes to do whenever we come here.

The finishing line.

There are lots of places to explore when they are "let off the lead".

And places for me to snoop around in, at a respectable distance through the fence. I spied with my little eye, a hoard of treasures. 

A perfect spot to set up camp.

Homeward bound again for hot chocolates, dog baths and de-mudding. Simple ingredients that made for a good weekend.

                                                                    Country Kids from Coombe Mill Family Farm Holidays Cornwall

Thursday, 15 January 2015

Oh! What's Occurring?

While pottering about the garden, doing that glamorous chore that dog owners everywhere do, A dash of colour amongst the damp, drabness caught my eye.
"Oh! What's occurring?" as I brush away the leaves to find out.
Turns out, the garden has been busy when I haven't been paying attention.

The twisted Willow reigns in it's contorted position, 

the moss is growing lush and vibrant bullying away the grass,

and a lot is going on in the flower bed. I don't know what. Maybe it's a snow drop? Hyacinth? I'll find out soon! I don't even know what all the other stuff is but it's where the Poppies, Nigella and the Marigolds normally bloom.

And look! Papaver Checkerboard? establishing itself. 
It's so nice to have things to look forward to;

even if it is a spot of weeding or sprucing things up a bit.

Monday, 12 January 2015

Hand Throwing in the Holidays

The statue of Brabo, cutting off the hand of the giant Druon Antigoon, and throwing it into the river: Hand werpen=Antwerpen. In a super gory/awesome way, water spews from the severed hand and limb of the fallen giant during the warmer months. Like blood.