The Cubes, Breakfast & The Red Bridge

When we were away in Rotterdam (feels like a year ago now!) we stayed in an amazing hostel. Cube houses! It was pretty normal inside, just like any hotel with separated rooms, but with a lot more sloped ceilings than you'd normally find...

I think I had a permanent grin from ear to ear, during the whole trip and especially when I discovered where we were staying.

It was even more surprising to find out it was an eco-hostel and they were really on top of reducing energy used throughout the building. (Restraining applause).

When Erik (Bumbledonk) showed us where we were staying, I didn't quite believe him at first...

Oh yes, and we all shared a room, all eight of us. Which I found quite funny, until I discovered that it was impossible to get to sleep with three of the gentlemen's harmonic snores, synchronising into some kind of experimental sound art, ebbing and flowing up and down, up and down.

Breakfast was a great selection of breads, cheeses, fruit, meats, cereals, juices and whatnot. I was going to say Continental style breakfast... but I can't remember the exact description... although it may well be the same thing...

This cheese was... interesting... almost tasted like it had curry spices in it...

We noticed at one point, that Erik (otherwise known as Elivs Herod) was obviously trying to imitate the huge red bridge... so we took photographic evidence...

I do hope none of you are eating...anything.

Oh yes... and... if I'm brave enough over the Christmas holidays... I'm going to dye my hair red. Bright red. Bright bright red. Any thoughts on that one? Shall I do it or chicken out??

Hope all your Christmassy holidays are splendid!

Bonjour

Well, this is it. I've been saying for quite a while that I wanted to start a blog and so.... it's finally here.

What exactly it's going to be about...well...pretty much everything. My film and craft works, interactions and lots of things I find appealing.

 

I can't get enough of satsumas and clementines at this time of year. There's always hope for one or two in your stocking, perhaps oozing bits of sweet juice on the Christmas nuts, (that you have no idea how to open, as you always lose the nutcracker after the 12 days of last year's Christmas). 


 With it being Christmas Eve's Eve tomorrow it's definitely time to make a ginger bread house with the kids and salt dough decorations for the tree. We've been merrily decorating the house with paper chains and paper snowflakes. The snowflakes are my favourite.

Heart Snowflake

Paper Chains

They actually took a while to figure out, as we didn't realise the folding would be so tricky, but after that we couldn't stop making them.

Autumn's Nativity Angel Wings

 

And yes...this is really one I made, not my 3 or 6 year old. However, this is the one and only I have made this year as I've been very lazy and roped my kids into making millions for friends and family, like little worn out elves.

Lastly, I was walking home quite late one night, a couple of hours after the late night Christmas market. All the stalls of mulled wine and festivities had gone, all except for this one giant snowball. It hadn't even been snowing that day and there was no other snow around nearby, from where it could've come from. I suspect it fell from the sky and zapped all the stalls into it's snowy labyrinth.