What Katie Did

A Visit From Gloria

Art Tour is nearly upon us which means some - many - hours spent in the shed making things. it also means another Big Shed Tidy Up and I wasn't looking forward to it one bit. The shed had become a messy place full of scraps of fabric, piles of papers and all sorts of 'things' that may come in useful one day. With the first Art Tour date being about a week and a half away I was putting off the Big Clean for when I was in the mood.Well - forget all that because I had a visit from Gloria. Now the shelves are tidy

the drawers are too

and the fabric is all colour coordinated  - nice ... the books sorted by category ... what?

the carpet is clean and the strawberry rug had a beating

and we are nearly ready to go.
But I think we may have peaked too soon - open studios are 8th June for four Sundays and this is still May. I think Gloria will have to come again and check that I have not messed the place up! Everyone needs a friend like Gloria.
Thank you - for you and for anyone else who needs a bunch of virtual flowers

OK - hens!

First - lets get one thing straight - you eat chickens, you keep hens. So I haven't got chickens, I've got hens. Is that OK with everyone?
We kept hens years ago in the shed my Dad made for us and so when I decided it was time to have them again there was some renovation work needed. The reason I stopped keeping hens was because of the rats. I can't bear them - it verges on a phobia. So I have had to take measures to ensure rat exclusion from all hen areas.
First was the rat-proofing of the shed. I decided against my Dad's suggestion of covering the outside with metal and hooking it up to a battery ... I could see me forgetting one day and getting zapped instead. No - I lined the bottom half of the shed and the nestboxes with wire netting and Geoff edged the door and pophole with metal. Then we thought we should put up a sign to the nearest Rat Dentist - out of compassion for the rats.
Next, I had to make the shed ready to receive hens. Not just a matter of chucking a bit of straw in - oh no - Hen Heaven it had to be. More Rat Deterrent included the Eye of Protection

painted on the wall to repel rodents.
Then I thought some Hen Comforts were in order.

some nice decorations

curtains for the nestboxes and a bit of motivation for the girls

I got into trouble with Lara over this one - she is worried about the hens personal development and thinks this might make them feel exploited. I'm afraid I had to point out that they can't actually read (shock!)
A picture of Jamie Oliver (the hens champion) some windchimes and dreamcatchers and I was all set.
We got the hens from a poultry suppliers near my Dad. How many men does it take to assemble a poultry feeder?

Then we had to decide how many. Geoff said - Lets get 16, so when one dies, we'll have 15. I couldn't find anything wrong with that - so we got 16. (we've still got 16)
We got hybrids - the ones bred for The Industry - all those batteries and barns you've seen on the telly lately. The white ones are Ambers and the brown ones are Warrens. They haven't got names - except for one  which John named Partario and I didn't bother to ask why.
THEY ARE WONDERFUL!



Not much room for a brain in there is there? Plenty of instinct though and they will peck at anything that might be food. I have never known hens like these for standing and pecking your feet. I can hardly walk a step without tripping over them

Thea likes them too

Kayleigh likes to put one in the nest box and shut the curtains - why not? I like to sit and listen to them and watch their small brain antics with a cup of tea - so I have a seat in the shed and a bench outside. So, while it is all about eggs, it is also all about fun and supreme enjoyment.

Only Poppy is cross as she is desperate to get hold of them! She is helpful in rat control though as she bounces round the compost heaps - where I suspect rats might be - and gives them a good old fright. So Gill - that's all the rat advice I can give you.
Free range, organic, happy. If you eat any cakes at the Garden Station you will be eating my eggs. Zero food miles too.

Does it get any better?

Dusting off the cobwebs

Well - thanks to Martha. In her defence though Maddy, (see comment) the Dyson tools are missing because she 'hoovered' the stairs when she was home because I didn't feel like doing it. She and Matt cleaned the kitchen too. I need her to come back and do it again now!
Just as an aside - isn't it funny that we say 'hoovered' even though that is the brand name and not 'dysoned' - is it possible to hoover the carpet with a dyson? Hey ho.

So!!!
The giveaway I promised a million years ago.
All the last posts have been about my travels with my 20 year old son round Europe earlier this year. It was an amazing trip and I want to encourage all you waverers who might be thinking of doing something similar. Check out the Eurail people because you really can get a number of amazing deals. John and I got the Global Pass. if you are under 26 it is a really good deal, and if you are an old crusty like me it is still much m-u-c-h cheaper than getting individual tickets.
With a Global Pass the list of countries you can visit is really long. The way it works is simplicity itself - you write the date you are travelling on your ticket and get on any train you like (in a participating country.) It really is as simple as that. You can get on and off trains all day long if you like on the same day. For sleepers, the 'day' starts at 7.00 pm the night before!

BUT - bear in mind a few very important tips!

1. Check check and check again to see if you need to book a train journey. This may be the case for a long journey or one where you are travelling between countries - crossing borders I mean.
2. Some journeys require not just booking, but an extra booking charge - I was amazed by how much extra we had to pay to travel from Barcelona to Milan. (Then the guy told me how much the ticket should have been - it was more than the Global Pass - so i was happy!) Sleepers always carry a surcharge - but you won't have to pay for accommodation that night - so it works out ok.
3. Keep your Ticket as safe as your passport - you are stuffed without it! Obviously.
4. Spontaneity is great, but so is forward planning - I think we should have gone to Budapest instead of Salzburg. But we were faced with a five minute decision - and my weariness won over my spirit of adventure. So a bit of forward planning eh?
5. Go East - you won't regret it!
6. Take FAR LESS than you think you need - I thought I had been ruthless, but I ended up carting things that I only wore once or twice and things like books which were really heavy. You can always find the English shelves in bookshops and pay a bit for the luxury of only having one book with you - when it is finished, leave it on a cafe table - we loved doing this. And lucky for us - we both really enjoyed the same books!
7. A pack of cards is a useful thing - we played on trains all the time - when I won - I must have cheated - when John won - it was because of his skill... interesting that!
8. Keep a journal - and take a roll of double sided sticky tape - really useful if - like me you can't throw anything away!
9. At the front of the journal I made a chart with the dates and what number day we were on, this was the most useful thing when planning where to go next.   
10. Going with someone you love is a really good idea - John was the perfect travelling companion - we had a really good time.
11. Mobile phone calls cost a fortune - whether you are making them or receiving them - I got into a real mess when Geoff had to try and top my phone up so I could receive important information about one of our journeys (Split and Hvar) on reflection , I think we should have got an international SIM card.
12. I took hundreds of photographs - but I think I should have taken 5 times as many! Having a spare charged up battery in your bag when the other one runs out in the Alhambra gives you a very smug feeling. So the battery charger and a plug adapter were essential .
13. That will do!
14. Though - here's another - I took knitting - but hardly did a stitch - i thought I would knit on all the trains we were going to be on - but in the event I just didn't - your choice - but that was another bit of excess baggage!

Now - if you need any further encouragement, leave a comment saying which of these you would like and i will send them - and if there are more takers than two, I'll do a wee draw - lets say by midnight (GMT) on May 20th - because that is my brother's birthday. (good enough reason for me)

A word about each of these - Europe By Eurail was great but a bit frustrating - for some reason it does not cover all the countries that the Global pass does - so for some places we were on our own - though this was always fine - I can honestly say we never had any bother finding the trains to where we wanted to go. It is a bit heavy though.
The phrase book we didn't actually take - so this is in pristine condition - we got by. In Slovenia they spoke better English than I do. In other places - we managed by being friendly - it always works.
So - I will post them to anywhere in the world.

Then this part of my blog posting will be OVER and I will tell you about Art Tour, my wonderful hens, my mum's quilt show, the garden, my knitting, and probably ... the fairy capes!
Thanks for reading - thanks for leaving comments if you do, thanks for sticking with me while I was too long over doing all of this -
Thanks

just in case you don't read my comments

A new comment from No. 1 child.

'Dear readers of my mother's blog. My mother is still alive. I know, she phones me. I can't phone her because she may quiz me more deeply over the missing hoover attatchments that were last seen in my hands. apparently. Anyway, her hens are laying well and she is very busy making fairy capes and other things. Worry not. She is still mint.'

Part Ten of the Big Train Adventure - Amsterdam

The end is in sight. The writing of this journey is taking as long as the journey itself because real life is happening here at the same time - it's going to be a big catch up post when I finally end this part of the adventure!
We took the sleeper to Amsterdam for those of you who remember and are still with me.
I was tired by this time - I am an old lady and I had been living out of a rucksack for a month. Also - in March - the weather as we headed north was - predictably - colder. And I wasn't really too keen on 'wetter'! Amsterdam was rainy as well as cold.
But it was Amsterdam!

(look at the puddle in the kids seat cover!)
and we were staying here for another couple of days.
I spend these days pottering round the amazing streets and drinking fabulous orange juice and coffee - writing my journal and shopping for gifts.

left - forks in a junk shop in Amsterdam..... right, fish in the market in Split.

Martha and Matt have a friend who lives on a boat and we went to visit her and have tea in the Captains Cabin


We ate well at this amazing place and if the New York Times rates it you know it must be OK!

No photo of the shop I spent most time in - my favourite place Kitsch Kitchen, full of plastic toys, pink things and all that is weird and wonderful


oh so worthy of a visit if you are in Holland - they have many shops.
So we come to the final stages of this journey. John was going to head north to spend a few weeks with a friend in Gronegan and I was off to get the ferry to North Shields.

Here is the lad through the rainy window of the bus I took to the ferry terminal. It was a sad moment after all we had been through together!
Sigh
Off then on my own for the last bit of travelling. The steward on the bus thanked us for travelling with DFDS and warned that the sea was 'very rough' and to expect a stormy crossing. Said with a certain amount of glee I felt. So I used my last ten Euro to upgrade my cabin to one above deck, with a window and used all the duvets and pillows in the four berth cabin to create a nest of cosiness, went to bed as soon as we set sail and slept better than I had in weeks to be woken by the announcement that we were docking soon.

I got the bus to Newcastle, the train to Hexham, a fortunate lift from the lovely Holly to my doorstep and I was drinking tea out of my favourite cup within five minutes of arriving home and greeting the dog who went berserk.
Home - a very good place to be. But what an adventure. The next post - very soon I hope - will be a resume of the planning - or lack of - that went into this trip and some tips and hints. Plus a giveaway for anyone who might be thinking of doing something similar.
Then - back to the shed - the garden - felt making - sewing - Art Tour - and hens - yes - you read it first here - HENS!!

BTA nine - Germany - Munich

We're on the home straight now - from Salzburg to Munich - not a long journey - and a huge European city a bit like any other huge European city - Sheila was right - we should have gone to Budapest - a bit more planning needed I think - anyway - Munich was lovely too and I sought out the fabric shops, the wool shops and the markets. And the huge cathedral with stunning windows.

apologies to this poor woman who just fancied a sit down with her shopping, but her 'friend'  made me smile.
Not long here, then another sleeper to our final destination

...Amsterdam

Part eight - Austria - Salzburg

From Hvar back to Split on the ferry and the sleeper back to Zagreb. It had rained in Hvar, but the train travels through Croatia's mountains and the rain was now snow. I slept for some of the journey, but spent most of it with my face pressed to the cold window watching mile after mile of snow covered trees and mountains by the eerie lights of the train. We would pass though a tiny station with more light illuminating the deep fresh snow as far as the light extended. It was really beautiful. When the train slowed to walking speed it was fairly scary too, as the drop from the track looked very close and steep and this was a huge fresh fall of snow. Amazing.
The train ticket we were using gives the freedom to plan a journey in advance if you want or be spontaneous. At Zagreb, John and I stood on a platform with a train heading for Vienna on one side and another to Budapest leaving five minutes later on the other. We had to decide quickly! I was really keen to go east, but we were aware that we were running out of days. To go to Budapest now would mean some continuous days of travel to get to our destination and I was running out of energy a bit. So we boarded the train for Vienna and changed trains to head for Salzburg. I'm still not sure that was the right choice - but hey - Budapest will be there for next time!
The train through Austria was awesome.


We stopped at a ski resort because we were both starving! We ate at a ski lodge surrounded by people from another planet - all togged up and ready to go. The contrast between were we had been and were we were now was quite surreal and we both decided that were were ski-o-phobes - with apologies to anyone out there who likes to ski.

So we beat a hasty retreat, not before John had made a new friend - literally

To Salzburg - land of the Sound of Music, Mozart, strudel and snow. We saw them all...well almost all... I was all set to do the S of M tour on the last morning we were there, but it rained. John was relieved.

If you are asked if you want vanilla cream with your strudel, say 'no' I think it would have been nicer without!
Salzburg is beautiful. We went to the museum to find out more about it - I did this whenever I could and it proved a really useful place to start. Salzburg museum is celebrating its sons and daughters with a series of exhibitions about their artists. I learned all about Nela - a young girl who died in her twenties leaving an amazing legacy. I've been able to find very little about her, she sold none of her work when she was alive and her father has co-operated in putting together the exhibition I saw by loaning every painting she did. An amazing young girl with a style like the Keith Haring art I love so much.
Old Salzburg is full of .....

and

and

and

SNOW - so the Noro had to make another appearance with the same reception as in Verona.
There is lots of opportunity to be a tourist here

Just take a look at this place built into the side of a mountain!

We took the funicular railway up to the castle with a whole tribe of shrieking kids - they shriek like that the world over - it sounds the same in any language - and the coach load of Japanese tourists. John had to put a Euro in the telescope didn't he - and got me to take a couple of pictures through it like this -

and when the money ran out he gave a short lecture to no-one in particular about  his invention - the telescope - and the features on it and why he had designed them as he had - more for his own amusement - but of course very entertaining for me and the benchful of Japanese   students.

He was the best travelling companion.
A bit more of Salzburg for you and then off to the next leg of the journey

a whole shop full of painted eggs - thousands of them - upstairs too

I ventured to ask what would happen to the shop after Easter? 'In Salzburg it is always Easter!' came the reply - Scary.
more on Flickr

BTA part seven - Croatia - Hvar

Oooh - I'm busy at the moment - but I want to finish the Journey before I get onto all of that - so much!
Where were we? Split - ferry to Hvar one of a group of island off the coast (where else would you keep islands?) I don't know about you - but I always think of islands as being small. Well this one isn't. 60 miles long. So no quick walk round the island before breakfast. We were lucky to be invited to stay in our friend Graham's little house on the island and be introduced to all his friends. Without them we would have had a tricky time as they gave us lifts, tours of the scenic bits (all of it) and a lift to the return ferry. We would have been stuck without the lovely Mack for example, who is responsible for the Martini adverts in the 70s! I was singing the tag line in my head for days! 'Any time any place anywhere..... la la la'
Here we got to cook a meal or two and sleep a lot and generally Stop For A While. I read a whole book in one day (Barbara Kingsolver's Bean Tree - very nice) and John explored the coast for birds.
But it rained. For the first time since we set off on our BTA. So there are not many pictures.


Vrboska is the little village where Graham and Sue have their holiday house

Hvar town - view from the old fort - they are my kind of islands

Hvar old town

It was good to have a rest. It was good to have some comfortable sleep. It was good to cook a meal and not have to order from a menu! It was a recharging place for the next part of the journey.
Austria!

BTA part six - Split - Croatia

This place was a complete surprise too! A beautiful port with huge ships docked along the quay, an impressive marble walkway and more of the markets, tiny streets, sunny squares and interesting shops that I love.

We were here for one night and most of a day waiting for a ferry to the island of Hvar. A day spent pottering round in the warm sunshine with the inevitable coffee stop now and then.

blue skies

beautiful coast


we were going to spend two days in a real house with a cooker so I bought vegetables, fruit and salad - all so fresh and wonderful.

John decided it was time to part with the beard

this was very brave as the barber had no English and a cut throat razor - but he was really good - no blood!

and yes - the sky really was that blue

off on this one for the next part of the journey

more on Flickr!

Big Train Adventure - part five - Croatia - Zagreb

So we left Slovenia - reluctantly - another time I might just go straight there and spend much longer, but as I said - we had a Train Ticket with several more journeys to take. Slovenia is part of the EU and Croatia is not, so we had to change our Euros for Kuna.

border guards at the Slovenian/Croatian border
Our destination this time was the island of Hvar where our dear friend Graham has a holiday home and very kindly invited us to stay. This meant taking a train to Zagreb and another to Split and a ferry to the island.
We had a four hour wait in Zagreb. I think it counts as the happiest four hours of the whole holiday!


It was Sunday, the whole place was bathed in sunshine, families were out in the squares and cafes - everywhere was relaxed. The streets and buildings were magnificent, huge trees lined the roads - there was an air of serene contentment. John bought a bottle of bubbles from a pavement seller.

This simple purchase transformed the whole afternoon!

As soon as he began to blow bubbles and I saw the effect, I bought one too and we went to each side of a square with pavement cafes all around. Of course you can guess what happened next.



BUBBLE HEAVEN!
A couple of parents bought bubbles too and for a while it was one chaotic happy mass of kids and bubbles.
Then we sat in the sun with another coffee and a three day old copy of the Guardian, doing the crossword together, waiting for the train. I can't think of any time I have been so contented.